Luyện nghe bài hát Hold On

I sold more dope than I records
You niggas sold records, never dope
So I ain't hearing none of street shit
Cause in my mind, you sold soap
Got selling hope to the hopeless
But I'm a thinker, methodic in my
I motivate to put my niggas into
No woman, no child, no witness, no
Like Scarface but it's God's face in mirror
We was in his image, dialing and it's much clearer
Scoring from the heights but I wanted mine
Aryan, blonde hair, like the Führer
The judge and the jury, the jewellery mad
Water colors on my neck, fuck rhyming when you niggas
We ain't the same color of diamond, nigga
Nah, I ain't got nothing in common yous
Pain in my heart, as black 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
from kings, we at it again
Just me the crown, I'm active again
Everything it seems, hear my passion again
Was my dream, the immaculate win

I was my shorts having rich nigga thoughts
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 boy pallbearer
king bury me inside a glass casket
Windex wipe me down for the after
Crack dealer living like a 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 the rebel, nigga get on my level
We were born to be kings, only major 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 feeding on hate, you empty, my nigga, it
Follow the codes, no love for these hoes
If you slip and you I got you my nigga, hold on
If you right or you wrong, if you come on
By the end of song, can't be hiding for long
I seen children get slaughtered, niggas' grandmothers
Throw a gang sign, dare you do about it
Fuck copping foams, when you copping the home
Cop a kilo and have them people on top of home

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