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 and locest of the locest
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 dem tools
Shit I'm to make these motherfuckers get up
I draw the between yours and mine
And make sure you get lit up
Hit ha on the motha set when dip
Dogg pound mutha gangsta crew
Split wigs for a livin everydays
Mutha fuck rides, we slides we dippin
Nigga the tanks, driven by the mr. master p
Lil silkky, mystikal, c and me and
Nigga don't be trippin, you got my lil in the cut
That slim nigga , he known for dippin

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

(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 high but I try to stay focused eye
Lookin dead at the chips, I blink, dip
(don't let go)
Like a twista like a twista get twisted with
It seems it's on but it's off I keep missing shit
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 hang on for
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 realest of the
But see I fuck nothin but g's ballers 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 gangsta
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
so that to urself 'cause I'm a tell 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 limb fuckin with
And you don't even know that 'cause ain't nobody told you
We need you to em dat (don't let go)
I'm a pistol strappin car jackin hoe slappin mc
I know why all y'all bitches is fuckin with me
all my enemies, and chasin cheese with cheese
Circuit tapes with cd's by the 3's in
Biggie was too large and 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 real world shit, murder thnags keep crackin
Besides bys and kiddnapping
Shit when u head up out the door foget the four
Never home with out it
Now why dog, niggas gettin rowdy and bout it
And don't doubt it, real violence aside and don't it
Its like I said you ain't with it niggas get ignent

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

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