Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Up

Aiyyo, me up in my headphones, man
I want shit motherfuckin' blarin'
It loud enough, man
Oh, these muh'fuckers I'm gon' play with 'em
Oh, I ain't gon' play wit'cha, I ain't play wit'cha, man

Ha ha ha, I y'all to sing, children
Sing, I like it when the sing
I like it when you
lets you know somethin's comin'
Oh, it's comin', aww, man somethin's
I this sound of this somethin's comin'

You can picture like a photograph, envision the
Of 125th and Lenox
The old folks, their souls are cold like
Tryin' to keep your weight up, eat that spinach

For four twenty five, lives get diminished
The serious, I'm tryin' to win a pennant
Cops be on patrol the block every minute
Itchin' to pop somethin', swearin' I'm a menace

They disturb me but love like tennis
Man, cap to the and my jersey is vintage
Chicks'll make a nigga dick hard a Guinness
Damn, it's a scam but I my business

Tryin' to be the man if the Lord be my
Do my tennis with the walk sign for my fitness
sicker than all signed flows, it's ridiculous, hold up

Told y'all really, really, can't hold up
Told y'all really, really, y'all can't up
Told y'all really, really, can't hold up
Hold up, hold up, up, hold up, hold up, hold up

Easy now, I'm seein' 'em, mind you patrol
Fall back, young'un, play your lane like a
When his speaks, speech defy gravity
Bluetooth, nigga but I don't have any

Diddy got it like cocoon
Pop shit like needles [Incomprehensible] balloons
I urge you to tell a friend, warn a
About my splurges, with Warner Brothers

Thugs actin' funny cause 'chicks call me
See a 9 figure nigga Bugs Bunny money
Eons bling bling
So I chose to get to these sweet 16's

Make a name, let it bang, so
The theme music for crews that move
Or suitable for a whore
To service the whole crew when we out on

Told really, really, y'all can't hold up
Told y'all really, really, can't hold up
Told y'all really, really, can't hold up
up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up

It's like the will literally stop time
Hold up, up, hold up
We roll up, 20 deep, cock D up
Get by my verbal conviction
A Bad Boy but far from a Piston

not focused enough, you're not listenin'
You need to slow down, up like kickstand
Hop to it, get on your grind
Across 110th, sharp with a lime music

Fine tuned the proper soul seasonin'
Your live shows are borin', you're just not 'em
Stop teasin' 'em, you can't Palladium
We bring New York back like that stadium

Fuck the game and if the went away
Still be the hardest workin' man in today
Learn a lesson and that's no that
No guesswork involved, so stressin' the facts, hold up

y'all really, really, y'all can't hold up
Told y'all really, really, can't hold up
Told y'all really, really, y'all can't up
up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up