Luyện nghe bài hát Hold On

I woke up this morning, this is
Rich as a motherfucker and much changed
my eyes, no suprise, I'm with a different bitch
Different day, ass, different tits
Strap under my pillow, I want the jit
I'm not to do this shit, but I forget
The true principles of life are supply and
Guess if you never sold dope it's hard to
My man got knowledge of self, at my God
out today's mathematics when that Mac go off
My temper volatile, grew up a violent
Fuck a boy scout, I air ass out
Nigga, nice chain, dice game, try luck
Shoot a couple cracks, leave while you up
I'm a fly nigga, my vintage
Gold medal my neck like I won the Olympics

We from nothing, now they saying we straight
Nigga, up, hold on
on
These niggas, watching every dime we make
Hold up, on
on

We want that deluxe apartment in the sky with a clear
Instead we get the D's in the rear
We learn to play the how it's supposed to be played
And so you know, you violate, you supposed to be
It's not a big to me, stay calm
I'll shoot the shit out of a nigga, then it Barrel Bonds
But, if I don't do this myself, bet I'll get it done
Shit on my nigga, you on me, we of one
Used to do graffiti, now we major
Don't make me my name across your face with a razor
Re-Up, no joke, they say sample the bomb
This shit can take a two and we cut bitch with a one
the fiends stand in line for the potency
No lactose involved, pure coco
You can sniff that or cook to my belief
That money coming in like we run the

We from nothing, now they saying we straight
Nigga, hold up, on
on
These niggas, they watching every dime we
Hold up, on
on

This shit go how I said, go when it's time to
So say it's over your dead and that's the plan
You a gangster for real, you to ride?
Nigga, you gonna die a bad case of too pride
Check my DNA, I'm a different kind
Hit the speed dial, that I'll get ya lined
We don't your block, just cop your work from us
Those niggas you call can't be trust
Rollie all gold, I got the Midas touch
Sometimes it's as hell not to touch stuff
On the phone I heard 'Ye the shit outta a kid
Now got life, go smack him again
When war, it will be war to the bitter end
If ever say we lose, I start it again
sneak the niggas spray that Semi at your momma crib
With a silencer we couldn't even hear that

We came from nothing, now saying we straight
Nigga, up, hold on
on
These niggas, they watching dime we make
Hold up, on
on