Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Let Go

Uh.
Yea.
(Don't Let Go)
Life,
(Don't Let Go)

I'm the of the coldest, the dopest of the dopest
The smoothest of the smoothest and locest of the
The whole world on point for this new joint that I put together
So kindly, and you can find on the coast with the lambs
High post, coast with a bunch thug niggas, drug dealers
Project fools, C-Murder past dem
Shit I'm bout to make motherfuckers get up
I draw the line yours and mine
And sure you dont get lit up
Hit ha on the fickin set when dip
pound mutha Fuckin gangsta crew
Split for a livin everydays thanksgiving
fuck yall rides, we slides we dippin
Nigga the tanks, driven by the Mr. Master P
Lil Silkky, Mystikal, C and me and
dont be trippin, you got my lil homie in the cut
That Soulja Slim , he known for dippin

(Don't let go)
If you love ta bang
And the rap is just like the dope game
The minute you it, forget it you finished
Them niggas know when you aint it
Thats when they get

(Don't let go)
Like a twista, a twista, get twisted with this
It seems its on, but its off, I keep missin shit
I'm high but I try to focused wide eye
Lookin at the chips, I blink, they dip
(Don't let go)
Like a twista like a get twisted with this
It seems its on but its off I keep missing this
I'm high but I try to focused wide eye
dead at the chips, I blink, they dip
(Don't Let Go)
It's to hang on for life
for (Don't let go)
Its worth the on (Don't Let Go)
Yea


(Life life)

Check out
I'm the of the hardest
The of the realest
But see I dont nothin but G's ballers and killers
So my expression G
If yo bitch is wit one of my niggas in the clik
You best believe she done ate a gangsta
And you fault my niggas for dat
We just a bunch of niggas, ex drug dealers
The kind of gangsta ass that your bitch love niggas
Don't so that to urself I'm a tell you right now they plug niggas
They slug
Now if yo bitch way out of
Because when I steppin to Doggy you better take your time
out on a limb fuckin with Slim
And you dont even that 'cause aint nobody told you that
We need you to em dat (Don't let go)
'cause I'm a strappin car jackin hoe slappin MC
I dont know why all yall is fuckin with me
Fuck all my enemies, and cheese with cheese
Circuit with cd's by the 3's in keys
Biggie was too large and Tupac was too
Niggas had with heat on the street and he got killed
How the fuck did that I thought yall niggas was rappin
but in this real world shit, murder thnags keep crackin
Besides bys and kiddnapping
when u head up out the door foget the four four
Never home with out it
Now why dog, everywhere gettin rowdy and bout it
And don't doubt it, real aside and dont forget it
Its like I When you ain't with it niggas get ignent

(Don't let go)
a twista, like a twista, get twisted with dis
It its on but its off I keep missing this shit
I'm high but I try to stay wide eye
Lookin at the chips, I blink, they dip
(Don't let go)

Its hard to on
I try I try
life
(Don't Let Go)
Yea
(Don't Let Go)