Luyện nghe bài hát Hold On

I sold more than I sold records
You sold records, never sold dope
So I ain't hearing none of that shit
Cause in my mind, you mothafuckas soap
Got rich selling to the hopeless
But I'm a thinker, methodic in my
I motivate to put my niggas motors
No woman, no child, no witness, no
Like Scarface but it's God's in that mirror
We was made in his image, and it's much clearer
from the heights but I wanted mine purer
Aryan, hair, blue-eyed like the Führer
The judge and the jury, the jewellery mad
Water on my neck, fuck rhyming when you blinding niggas
We ain't the color clarity of diamond, nigga
Nah, I ain't got nothing in common yous
Pain in my heart, it's as black as my
tipping the scale for these crackers to win
No reading, no writing, us savage of men
They praying for but I mastered the pen
Descendant kings, we at it again
Just me the crown, I'm active again
Everything that it seems, hear my again
Was my dream, the immaculate win

I was pissing my shorts rich nigga thoughts
I had a pistol before all the friends I done fought
Over I seen a nigga go get a Carrera
Two weeks later I had to be that boy
Young king bury me inside a casket
Windex wipe me down for the life
Crack dealer living a hoop star
marble, white walls in my new spot
Four chains, big studs, a too fly
Top down, tank top, I think I'm
So I'm labeled the rebel, get on my level
We born to be kings, only major league teams
Chasing my paper, couldn't fathom my
Built a school in Ethiopia, enroll in myself
God body and mind, food for the
When you on hate, you empty, my nigga, it shows
Follow the codes, ain't no love for hoes
If you and you fall I got you my nigga, hold on
If you or you wrong, if you riding come on
By the end of this song, be hiding for long
I seen children get slaughtered, niggas' assaulted
Throw a gang sign, you do something about it
Fuck copping them foams, you copping the home
Cop a kilo and them people on top of your home

Follow the codes, ain't no love for these
If you slipping you fall, I got you, my nigga, on
If you right or you wrong, if you riding on
By the end of this song, I got you, my nigga, on