Luyện nghe bài hát Hold On

I sold more dope than I records
You niggas sold records, sold dope
So I hearing none of that street shit
in my mind, you mothafuckas sold soap
Got rich selling 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 it's God's in that mirror
We was made in his image, and it's much clearer
Scoring from the heights but I mine purer
Aryan, hair, blue-eyed like the Führer
The judge and the jury, the jewellery mad
Water colors on my neck, fuck when you blinding niggas
We the same color clarity of diamond, nigga
Nah, I ain't got nothing in common yous
Pain in my heart, as black as my skin
tipping the scale for these crackers to win
No reading, no writing, us savage of men
They for jail but I mastered the pen
from kings, we at it again
Just hand me the crown, I'm again
Everything that it seems, hear my passion
Was my dream, the immaculate win

I was pissing my shorts having rich nigga
Wish I had a pistol all the friends I done fought
Over night I seen a nigga go get a
Two weeks later I had to be that boy
Young king bury me inside a glass
Windex me down for the life after
Crack dealer living like a hoop
Black marble, white walls in my new
chains, big studs, a nigga too fly
Top down, tank top, I I'm 2Pac
So I'm the rebel, nigga get on my level
We born to be kings, only major league teams
my paper, couldn't fathom my wealth
Built a school in Ethiopia, should 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 these
If you slip and you I got you my nigga, hold on
If you or you wrong, if you riding come on
By the end of this song, can't be for long
I seen children get slaughtered, grandmothers assaulted
Throw a gang sign, dare you do about it
Fuck them foams, when you copping the home
Cop a and have them people on top of your home

Follow the codes, ain't no love for hoes
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