Luyện nghe bài hát Hold On

I woke up this morning, is insane
Rich as a motherfucker and ain't much
my eyes, no suprise, I'm with a different bitch
Different day, ass, different tits
Strap under my pillow, I don't the jit
I'm not supposed to do shit, but I forget
The true principles of are supply and demand
Guess if you never dope it's hard to understand
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
a boy scout, I air your ass out
Nigga, chain, dice game, try your luck
Shoot a couple head cracks, while you up
I'm a fly nigga, my denim
Gold medal my neck like I won the Olympics

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

We want that deluxe apartment in the sky a clear view
we get the D's in the rear view
We learn to play the game how supposed to be played
And so you know, you violate, you supposed to be
It's not a big to me, stay calm
shoot 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 write my name across face with a razor
Re-Up, no joke, they say sample the bomb
This shit can a two and we cut this bitch with a one
Watch the fiends in line for the potency
No involved, pure coco leaf
You can sniff that or cook to my belief
That money in like we run the streets

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

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

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