Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Up

[Intro - - talking]
up, hold up
If you got for a dollar in your pocket right now
Then it's to exit the club
If you've been sippin out the same cup you got here and now you swallowin ice (woo)
Then it's time to the club
If you made one toss and all the money you had disappeared, then step to the rear
Then it's time to step your up

ch-ch-cheah, ch-ch-cheah, ch-ch-cheah, mayne

- Chamillionaire]
Got a couple grand it up (up)
With your left hand and say man hold up (man up)
Boys in the front up (up)
With the fat in the club, that's us (man that's us)
My boys got the sewed up
Stacks so fat, they can't fold up (can't fold up)
The in the club know us (us)
Because we act bad we show up (sho nuff)

[Verse -
Yeah, you know on tonight
I got 'em for my tip when I'm in "Harlem Nights" ($5 Tuesdays nigga)
Uh, yeah and I got on all ice (woo)
I just came from Johnny the Jeweler, better guard your sight (just Johnny partner)
Uh, yeah, in "Gentlemen's"
These other is holdin ones, we holdin Benjamins (that's real talk)
Uh, yeah, go and send 'em in
Cause we so rich, haters sick, but ain't no medicine (them haters sick)
Uh, yeah, harassin us
Who's is this? Is somethin that you've asked enough (for real)
Uh, yeah, for passin just
We 'em out that candy door, they come right back to us (come right back to us, already)
Uh, yeah, the plaques was up
but I saw gold and was old, so I got platinum plus (revenge)
Uh, yeah, bring it if you bad
But if you not get up outta here or back it up (back, it up)
Uh, Pimp C OG's, so I'm a ballin by that bar in here, he told me (that Sweet Jones)
Uh, yeah, my drinks on me
I got some you can "Get Throwed" like the homie Bun B (throwed, throwed)
Uh, yeah, they be like me, I'm in that lot, I'm hoppin outta candy ESV's
Uh, yeah (yeah), she tried to on me
when I spot my trunk and "Swang" it like T-R-A-E (swang and I swang and I swang to the left)
Uh, yeah, act like y'all forgot
that I've been Houston hits legit as Rap-A-Lot (what up International Red)
Uh, yeah, let off the gas and
if you still spinnin like them mix show DJ's, add the box (what up of the Boys)
Uh, yeah, we watchin Magnavox, the car TV's is big enough, boys in the can watch (already)
Uh, yeah, they want my cash to stop, but it won't (it won't stop)
I stay grindin 'til my casket drop (now run it back)
Uh, yeah, they my cash to stop, but it won't stop (ch-cheah)
cause I stay grindin 'til my drop (Chamillitary mayne)
They told me that talk is cheap, but broke hoes be sure
Used to be moonwalkin, now those be strobe
Broke hoes for callin, fo fos and fos crawlin
Don't play with my paper get a broke and oh darling
starvin, hungry for fetti like it's fettuccine
Got a problem, they see me, cause I'ma solve it, me
Better be good at magic and the baddest genie
Had to at Jay, cause the neck just look better blingy
Wanna be me, I'm too real to be duplicated
If you don't know me, you never met me, then you should hate it
You can have an opinion, but I ain't one to it
If you ridin spinners, it, that nonsense is overrated
if you on dubs, especially if you on hubs
Them sixes is stationary, but somethin that you love
Shout out to the blue and cuz, out to my B and bloods
We ain't be gangsta, for real, we just doin us
Yeah we gettin that paper, if you say that not
It's obvious you residin up under a rock
Got 'em staring outside, they how the trunk pop
Like Block is me, they be all on my Yung Joc
Reppin them hard blocks, where them they all ready
Your all hung up on you, now she callin your boy's celly
And that's because y'all petty, my for sure heavy
Don't play cause that boy with hands like that boy Freddie