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 of the smoothest and locest of the locest
The whole world on for this new joint that I just put together
So kindly, and you can find on the with the most lambs
High post, plain coast with a bunch thug niggas, drug
Project fools, past dem tools
Shit I'm bout to these motherfuckers get up
I draw the line between and mine
And sure you don't get lit up
Hit ha on the fickin set when dip
Dogg pound mutha fuckin gangsta
Split wigs for a livin thanksgiving
Mutha fuck y'all rides, we we dippin
Nigga the tanks, driven by the colonel mr. p
Lil silkky, mystikal, c and me and
don't 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 game is just like the game
The minute you it, forget it you finished
niggas know when you ain't with it
Thats they get ignent

(don't let go)
Like a twista, a twista, get twisted with this
It seems it's on, but it's off, I keep missin shit
I'm but I try to stay focused wide eye
Lookin dead at the chips, I blink, dip
(don't let go)
Like a twista like a get twisted with this
It seems it's on but it's off I keep this shit
I'm but I try to stay focused wide eye
Lookin at the chips, I blink, they 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 hardest of the
The of the realest
But see I fuck nothin but g's ballers and killers
So pardon my g
If yo bitch is seen wit one of my in the clik
You best believe she done ate a gangsta
And you cant my niggas for dat
We a bunch of thug niggas, ex drug dealers
The kind of gangsta ass niggas that your bitch love
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 dogg you better take your
out on a limb fuckin with slim
And you don't even know that 'cause ain't nobody you that
We you to show em dat (don't let go)
'cause I'm a pistol car jackin hoe slappin mc
I don't know why all y'all bitches is fuckin me
Fuck all my enemies, and chasin cheese with
tapes with cd's by the 3's in keys
Biggie was too large and tupac was too
Niggas had homies heat on the street and he got killed
How the fuck did that happen I thought y'all niggas was
Shit but in real world shit, murder thnags keep crackin
Besides drive bys and
Shit when u head up out the foget the four four
Never leave home 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)
a twista, like a twista, get twisted with dis
It seems on but it's off I keep missing this shit
I'm high but I try to stay 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)