Luyện nghe bài hát Hold On (Shut Up)

[Verse 1: Gun Kelly]
here, I don't gang bang hoe I just gang bang these hoes
And i like eight J's rolled then I face them after my shows
And I got your main thang bro on my dang-a-lang where she swang and hang like an orangoutan but you dont wanna follow me cus every one of my boys bang-a-rang
Cocaine, Cocaine, my white like cocaine
marked up like them old trains but I keep it hood with low thing
Propane, propane, spark that shit propane
On the Eastside is my domain and I kick more than Liu Kang
Hold on, shut up, who my come up?
Who remembers my broke ass when I had no food for my
Who remembers my when I was keeping it G?
'Cause I don't remember them but them hoes remember me
Hold two phones, I don't call shit
Wild boy 'cause I shit, rager 'cause I mosh pit
And this "a" for "anarchist"
My heart is Antarctic, burn one and get car
Floating a carpet bitch I'm higher than the starship
up so I can't work, you would think I got paid first
Beat pussy out the frame, you would think that bitch gave birth
All these sins, you would think I hate church
Said "Thou shalt not steal", but fuck that, I'll her
[Hook: Machine Gun
on, shut up, who remembers my come up?
Who remembers my broke ass when I had no food for my
Who my haters when I was keeping it G?
'Cause I don't them bitches but them hoes remember me
Now hold on, up, hold on, shut up
on, shut up, hold on, shut up
Yeah, who my haters when I was keeping it G?
'Cause I don't remember them bitches but them hoes remember me now on
2: Young Jeezy]
I don't remember these hoes, I remember these niggas
Fuck niggas, bitches too, all I see is figures
Im in that zone, have a fatty I ain't seeing these niggas
Chances here, are three on three with these niggas
Look all ball, no bite, all rap, no
Two of her friends get with my friends so we can be well alright
Machine Gun, we got one, Gun I got one
See me, I'm a real nigga, he probably mad at me 'cause not one
Straight chopper music, no bite, 18 door nigga snow
You can bet a nigga if I said it nigga ten out of ten white
me what's not to love, why hate?
I a real answer nigga, and I'll wait
my 'Rari like I'm in a roller derby put my shoes on and I skate
He don't like me nigga you know me nigga see a side of me that's hate
Say he wanna rap about it, wanna about it, now you leave the city that's fake
Say it's coming and it's locking up sounds like to me that's flake
Say you don't rock with me you don't fuck with me, instead around me that's great
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