Luyện nghe bài hát Hold On

I sold dope than I sold records
You niggas sold records, never dope
So I ain't hearing none of street shit
Cause in my mind, you mothafuckas soap
Got selling hope to the hopeless
But I'm a thinker, in my motives
I motivate to put my niggas into
No woman, no child, no witness, no
Like Scarface but God's face in that mirror
We was made in his image, dialing and it's clearer
Scoring from the heights but I wanted mine
Aryan, blonde hair, blue-eyed like the
The judge and the jury, the mad froze
Water on my neck, fuck rhyming when you blinding niggas
We ain't the same color of diamond, nigga
Nah, I ain't got nothing in with yous
Pain in my heart, it's as as my skin
They tipping the for these crackers to win
No reading, no writing, us savage of men
They praying for jail but I the pen
Descendant from kings, we at it
Just hand me the crown, I'm active
Everything that it seems, my passion again
Was my dream, the immaculate win

I was pissing my shorts having rich thoughts
Wish I had a pistol all the friends I done fought
Over I seen a nigga go get a Carrera
Two weeks later I had to be boy pallbearer
king bury me inside a glass casket
Windex wipe me for the life after
Crack living like a hoop star
Black marble, white walls in my new
chains, big studs, a nigga too fly
Top down, tank top, I think I'm
So I'm the rebel, nigga get on my level
We were born to be kings, only major league
Chasing my paper, couldn't my wealth
Built a in Ethiopia, should enroll in myself
God and mind, food for the soul
you feeding on hate, you empty, my nigga, it shows
Follow the codes, no love for these hoes
If you and you fall I got you my nigga, hold on
If you right or you wrong, if you riding on
By the end of this song, can't be for long
I children get slaughtered, niggas' grandmothers assaulted
Throw a sign, dare you do something about it
Fuck copping them foams, you copping the home
Cop a kilo and have them people on top of home

Follow the codes, no love for these hoes
If you you fall, I got you, my nigga, hold on
If you right or you wrong, if you riding on
By the end of this song, I got you, my nigga, on