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 of the dopest
The smoothest of the and locest of the locest
The whole on point for this new joint that I just put together
So kindly, and you can find on the coast the most lambs
High post, plain coast with a bunch thug niggas, dealers
Project fools, past dem tools
Shit I'm bout to make motherfuckers get up
I draw the line between yours and
And make you don't get lit up
Hit ha on the motha fickin set dip
pound mutha fuckin gangsta crew
Split wigs for a livin thanksgiving
Mutha fuck y'all rides, we slides we
Nigga the tanks, driven by the colonel mr. p
Lil silkky, mystikal, c and me and
Nigga be trippin, you got my lil homie in the cut
That slim nigga , he known for dippin

(don't let go)
If you ta bang bang
And the rap is just like the dope game
The minute you forget it, forget it you
Them niggas know when you ain't it
Thats when get ignent

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


(life life)

Check out
I'm the hardest of the
The of the realest
But see I don't fuck nothin but g's and killers
So my expression g
If yo is seen wit one of my niggas in the clik
You best believe she done ate a dick
And you fault my niggas for dat
We just a of thug niggas, ex drug dealers
The kind of gangsta ass niggas that your bitch niggas
Don't so that to urself 'cause I'm a you right now they plug niggas
They niggas
Now if yo bitch way out of
Because when I steppin to dogg you better take your time
Cause out on a fuckin with slim
And you don't even know that ain't 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 don't know why all y'all bitches is fuckin me
Fuck all my enemies, and chasin cheese cheese
Circuit tapes with by the 3's in keys
was too large and tupac was too real
Niggas had homies with heat on the street and he got
How the fuck did that happen I thought y'all was rappin
Shit but in this world shit, murder thnags keep crackin
Besides drive bys and
Shit when u head up out the foget the four four
leave home with out it
Now why dog, niggas gettin rowdy and bout it
And don't doubt it, real violence and don't forget it
Its like I when you ain't with it niggas get ignent

(don't let go)
Like a twista, a twista, get twisted with dis
It it's on but it's off I keep missing this shit
I'm high but I try to stay focused 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)