Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Up

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

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

- Chamillionaire]
Got a grand hold it up (up)
With your hand and say man hold up (man hold up)
Boys in the blowin up (up)
the fat stacks 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 girls in the club 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, and I got on all this ice (woo)
I just came from Johnny the Jeweler, better guard sight (just paid Johnny partner)
Uh, yeah, in "Gentlemen's"
These boys 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, police us
Who's vehicle is this? Is somethin you've asked enough (for real)
Uh, yeah, groupies for just
We kick 'em out that candy door, they come right 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, it if you bad enough
But if you not get up outta here or it up (back, back it up)
Uh, C OG's, so I'm a ballin by that bar in here, like he told me (that Sweet Jones)
Uh, yeah, my drinks on me
I got some dough you can "Get Throwed" like the Bun B (throwed, throwed)
Uh, yeah, they wanna be me, I'm in that lot, I'm hoppin outta candy ESV's
Uh, yeah (yeah), she tried to 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, don't act like y'all
that been makin Houston hits legit as Rap-A-Lot (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 Magnavox, the car TV's is big enough, boys in the back can watch (already)
Uh, yeah, they want my cash to stop, but it won't stop (it stop)
cause I stay 'til my casket drop (now run it back)
Uh, yeah, they want my to stop, but it won't stop (ch-cheah)
cause I stay grindin 'til my casket (Chamillitary mayne)
told me that talk is cheap, but broke hoes be sure talkin
Used to be moonwalkin, now those be strobe
Broke hoes for sure callin, fo fos and fos
Don't play with my paper get a nose and oh darling
Sure starvin, hungry for fetti it's fettuccine
Got a problem, they see me, cause I'ma solve it, me
Better be at magic and bottle the baddest genie
Had to holla at Jay, cause the neck just look better
Wanna be me, I'm just too to be duplicated
If you don't know me, yeah you never met me, then you should it
You can have an opinion, but I ain't one to it
If you ridin spinners, stop it, nonsense is overrated
Even if you on dubs, if you on hubs
Them sixes is stationary, but that you will love
Shout out to the blue and cuz, out to my B and bloods
We ain't tryna be gangsta, for real, we doin us
Yeah we gettin that paper, if you say that not
obvious you residin somewhere 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 lady all hung up on you, now she callin your boy's
And because y'all petty, my paper's for sure heavy
Don't play cause that boy deadly hands like that boy Freddie