Luyện nghe bài hát Hold On

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

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

We want that deluxe apartment in the sky a clear view
Instead we get the D's in the view
We learn to play the game how it's supposed to be
And so you know, you violate, you supposed to be
It's not a big deal to me, calm
I'll the shit out of a nigga, then call it Barrel Bonds
But, if I don't do this shit myself, bet 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 that to my belief
That coming in like we run the streets

We came 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 body and that's the plan
You a gangster for real, you ready to
Nigga, you gonna die a bad case of too pride
my DNA, homie I'm a different kind
Hit the speed dial, quick I'll get ya lined
We don't your block, just cop your work from us
Those niggas you allies can't be trust
That all gold, I got the Midas touch
Sometimes hard as hell not to touch stuff
On the phone I heard 'Ye the shit outta a kid
Now Jimmy got life, go smack him
When war, it will be war to the bitter end
If they say we lose, I start it again
Let's the niggas spray that Semi at your momma crib
With a silencer we couldn't even hear that

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