Luyện nghe bài hát Hold On

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

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

And I stayed on my job when them nigga got
And how I've changed them hood hoes to ladies
And how I've turned them Hoopties to Mercedes
And I mean that (?) was kinda
But I was too on getting bread, pay me
Now they telling all of those DJ's to me
Mama sat me down and me all about the 80's
say My color was green like money since a baby
The turn flaky, visions turn shady
But no more great days, I wake up out
Purple haze give me lazy eyes McGrady
And as on everything that first raised me
And on everything got Adidas in all flavors
Practice make perfect, make paper
Paper take patience, and I'm waiting
So it's fuck you pay me, I've been ranned out of

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

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

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