Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Let Go

Uh.
Yea.
(don't let go)
Life,
(don't let go)

I'm the coldest of the coldest, the dopest of the
The smoothest of the smoothest and locest of the
The whole world on point for this new joint I just put together
So kindly, and you can find on the with the most lambs
High post, coast with a bunch thug niggas, drug dealers
Project fools, c-murder past dem
Shit I'm to make these motherfuckers get up
I draw the line between yours and
And make sure you get lit up
Hit ha on the motha set when dip
pound mutha fuckin gangsta crew
Split wigs for a livin everydays
Mutha fuck rides, we slides we dippin
the tanks, driven by the colonel mr. master p
Lil silkky, mystikal, c and me and
don't 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 game is like the dope game
The minute you forget it, it you finished
Them niggas know when you ain't it
Thats when get ignent

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


(life life)

Check out
I'm the of the hardest
The of the realest
But see I don't nothin but g's ballers and killers
So pardon my g
If yo bitch is seen wit one of my niggas in the
You best she done ate a gangsta dick
And you cant my niggas for dat
We just a bunch of niggas, ex drug dealers
The kind of ass niggas that your bitch love niggas
Don't so that to urself 'cause I'm a tell you now they plug niggas
They slug
Now if yo way out of line
Because when I steppin to doggy you better take your time
Cause out on a limb fuckin slim
And you don't even know 'cause ain't nobody told you that
We need you to em dat (don't let go)
'cause I'm a pistol strappin car jackin hoe mc
I don't why all y'all bitches is fuckin with me
Fuck all my enemies, and cheese with cheese
tapes with cd's by the 3's in keys
Biggie was too and tupac was too real
had homies with heat on the street and he got killed
How the fuck did that I thought y'all niggas was rappin
Shit but in this world shit, murder thnags keep crackin
drive bys and kiddnapping
Shit when u head up out the door foget the four
Never home with out it
Now why dog, niggas everywhere gettin rowdy and it
And don't doubt it, real aside and don't forget it
Its like I said when you ain't with it get ignent

(don't let go)
a twista, like a twista, get twisted with dis
It seems it's on but it's off I keep missing shit
I'm high but I try to focused wide eye
Lookin dead at the chips, I blink, dip
(don't let go)

Its to hang on
I try I try
life
(don't let go)
Yea
(don't let go)