Luyện nghe bài hát Hold On

Hey yo, oh
A yard for my dogs, a crib for my main,
I've a man and I am still stainless
Haters called vapor, the anguish
Kill these beats fashion painless
Cellphone my to auctions cop paintings
Gotta have a more cain loc wanted them Daytons
Jets x Nesph fifth crack lacerations
Dope cuts motherfucker catch up, yo girl eyes wondering she wan' know if us
Heard that spitter's stroke and she wanna be next up
man talking about boy when I catch up
Shit bound to get all up and that's all messed up
Let's go up, I be in the cut
Got a can of in the trunk
Fresh cut, word the Gucci man photo
Spitta in your city homie, send them through

Yeah, hold on, let me something to roll up on
Baby hold on, let me find something to roll up on
Car in the driveway mean I'm home
One night in front of the don't mean I'm gone, yeah, yeah
Start a mind your own

And I on my job when them nigga got lazy
And look how I've them hood hoes to ladies
And look how I've turned them Hoopties to
And I that (?) was kinda crazy
But I was too on getting bread, pay me
Now they telling all of DJ's to play me
Mama sat me down and told me all about the
say My favorite was green like money since a baby
The niggers turn flaky, visions turn
But no great days, I wake up out amazing
Purple haze give me lazy like McGrady
And as on that dirty first raised me
And thats on got Adidas in all flavors
Practice perfect, perfect make paper
Paper patience, and I'm still waiting
So fuck you pay me, I've been ranned out of favors

Yeah, on, let me find something to roll up on
Baby hold on, let me find something to roll up on
Car in the driveway don't I'm home
One in front of the house don't mean I'm gone, yeah, yeah
Started in this mighty

I was playing my position, like a center
Money on my mind, the bank account thicker
out of pounds, cases of the liquor,
Surrounded by bitches I'm far from fictitious
Niggas claim G but they start to look suspicious
on the planes every time my name get mentioned
I'm paying no attention, I on twisting up
This is so sticky, it's getting stuck to my fingers
Just said we're here, hitting the from all angles
Got it in the choke is more like a strangle
You say I'm one of the best and I ain't ever a single
My flow on point, you can from the lingo
act of trees, I'm smoking Kris Kringle
Blue cheese, sour dees and the kush mango
keep it real, I am nowhere near lame-o
The plane's on the way, the runway and the lanes ho

Yeah, hold on, let me find to roll up on
girl hold on, let me find something to roll up on
Car in the don't mean I'm home
One night in front of the house mean I'm gone, yeah, yeah
Start a business mind own.