Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Up

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

ch-ch-cheah, ch-ch-cheah, ch-ch-cheah, Chamillitary

- Chamillionaire]
Got a couple grand it up (up)
With your left hand and say man hold up (man up)
in the front blowin up (up)
With the fat in the club, that's us (man that's us)
My got the club sewed up
Stacks so fat, that 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 it's on
I got 'em strippin for my tip I'm in "Harlem Nights" ($5 Tuesdays nigga)
Uh, and I got on all this ice (woo)
I just came from Johnny the Jeweler, better guard your (just paid 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, them haters sick, but no medicine (them haters sick)
Uh, yeah, harassin us
Who's vehicle is this? Is somethin you've asked enough (for real)
Uh, yeah, for passin just
We kick 'em out that candy door, they come back to us (come right back to us, already)
Uh, yeah, the plaques was up
but I saw gold and that was old, so I got plus (revenge)
Uh, yeah, it if you bad enough
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, like he me (that Sweet Jones)
Uh, yeah, my nigga on me
I got some you can "Get Throwed" like the homie Bun B (throwed, throwed)
Uh, yeah, they wanna be like me, I'm in lot, I'm hoppin outta candy ESV's
Uh, yeah (yeah), she tried to on me
that's when I spot my and "Swang" it like T-R-A-E (swang and I swang and I swang to the left)
Uh, yeah, don't act like y'all
that I've been makin Houston legit as Rap-A-Lot (what up International Red)
Uh, yeah, let off the gas and
if you spinnin like them mix show DJ's, add the box (what up home of the Boys)
Uh, yeah, we watchin Magnavox, the car TV's is big enough, boys in the back can (already)
Uh, yeah, they want my cash to stop, but it stop (it won't stop)
cause I stay grindin 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 is cheap, but broke hoes be sure talkin
Used to be moonwalkin, now be strobe walkin
Broke for sure callin, fo fos and fos crawlin
Don't play my paper get a broke nose and oh darling
starvin, hungry for fetti like it's fettuccine
Got a problem, they see me, cause solve it, believe me
Better be good at magic and bottle the genie
Had to holla at Jay, cause the neck just better blingy
Wanna be me, I'm too real to be duplicated
If you know me, yeah you never met me, then you should hate it
You can an opinion, but I ain't one to debate it
If you ridin spinners, stop it, that is overrated
Even if you on dubs, especially if you on
sixes is stationary, but somethin that you will love
Shout out to the blue and cuz, shout out to my B and
We ain't tryna be gangsta, for real, we doin us
Yeah we gettin that paper, if you say we're not
obvious you residin somewhere up under a rock
Got 'em outside, they love how the trunk pop
Like E-N-T is me, they be all on my Yung Joc
them hard blocks, where them hustlers they all ready
Your lady all hung up on you, now she callin your celly
And that's y'all petty, my paper's for sure heavy
Don't play cause that boy deadly with hands like boy Freddie