Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Up

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

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

- Chamillionaire]
Got a couple grand it up (up)
With your hand and say man hold up (man hold up)
Boys in the blowin up (up)
With the fat stacks in the club, that's us (man us)
My boys got the club up
Stacks so fat, that they can't fold up (can't 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 for my tip when I'm in "Harlem Nights" ($5 Tuesdays nigga)
Uh, yeah and I got on all ice (woo)
I just came Johnny the Jeweler, better guard your sight (just paid Johnny partner)
Uh, yeah, in "Gentlemen's"
These other boys is holdin ones, we Benjamins (that's real talk)
Uh, yeah, go ahead and 'em in
Cause we so rich, them haters sick, but ain't no (them haters sick)
Uh, yeah, police us
Who's vehicle is Is somethin that you've asked enough (for real)
Uh, yeah, groupies for passin
We kick 'em out candy door, they come right back to us (come right back to us, already)
Uh, yeah, the golden was up
but I saw gold and that was old, so I got plus (revenge)
Uh, yeah, bring it if you bad
But if you not get up outta or back it up (back, back it up)
Uh, Pimp C OG's, so I'm a ballin by that bar in here, like he told me (that 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 that lot, I'm outta candy ESV's
Uh, (yeah), she tried to kept on me
that's 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 makin Houston hits legit as (what up International Red)
Uh, yeah, let off the gas and
if you still spinnin like 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, in the back can watch (already)
Uh, yeah, they want my to stop, but it won't stop (it won't stop)
cause I grindin 'til my casket drop (now run it back)
Uh, yeah, they want my cash to stop, but it won't (ch-cheah)
I stay grindin 'til my casket drop (Chamillitary mayne)
They told me that talk is cheap, but broke be sure talkin
Used to be moonwalkin, now those be walkin
Broke hoes for sure callin, fo fos and fos
Don't play my paper get a broke nose and oh darling
Sure starvin, for fetti like it's fettuccine
Got a problem, they see me, I'ma solve it, believe me
Better be good at magic and the baddest genie
Had to holla at Jay, cause the just look better blingy
Wanna be me, I'm just too to be duplicated
If you don't 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, nonsense is overrated
if you on dubs, especially if you on hubs
Them is stationary, but somethin that you will love
out to the blue and cuz, shout out to my B and bloods
We ain't tryna be gangsta, for real, we doin us
we gettin that paper, if you say that we're not
It's you residin somewhere up under a rock
Got 'em staring outside, love how the trunk pop
Like E-N-T is me, they be all on my Yung Joc
Reppin them hard blocks, them hustlers they all ready
Your lady all up on you, now she callin your boy's celly
And that's because y'all petty, my paper's for heavy
Don't play cause that boy deadly with like that boy Freddie