Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Up

[Intro - Chamillionaire -
Hold up, up
If you got change for a in your pocket right now
Then time 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 time to the club
If you made one toss and all the money you had disappeared, then please step to the
Then it's time to step your up

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

[Chorus -
Got a grand hold it up (up)
With your left hand and say man up (man hold up)
Boys in the blowin up (up)
With the fat stacks in the club, us (man that's us)
My boys got the 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 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 ahead and 'em in
we so rich, them haters sick, but ain't no medicine (them haters sick)
Uh, yeah, harassin us
vehicle is this? Is somethin that you've asked enough (for real)
Uh, yeah, for passin just
We kick 'em out that candy door, 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 platinum (revenge)
Uh, yeah, it if you bad enough
But if you not get up outta here or back it up (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 dough 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), she tried to kept on me
that's when I spot my trunk and "Swang" it like (swang and I swang and I swang to the left)
Uh, yeah, don't act y'all forgot
that I've been makin hits legit as Rap-A-Lot (what up International Red)
Uh, yeah, let off the gas and
if you still 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, in the back can watch (already)
Uh, yeah, they want my to stop, but it won't stop (it won't stop)
cause I stay grindin 'til my casket (now run it back)
Uh, yeah, they want my cash to stop, but it won't (ch-cheah)
cause I stay grindin my casket drop (Chamillitary mayne)
They told me talk is cheap, but broke hoes be sure talkin
Used to be moonwalkin, now be strobe walkin
Broke hoes for sure callin, fo fos and fos
Don't play with my paper get a nose and oh darling
starvin, hungry for fetti like it's fettuccine
Got a problem, they see me, I'ma solve it, believe me
Better be good at and bottle the baddest genie
Had to holla at Jay, cause the just look better blingy
Wanna be me, I'm just too real to be
If you don't know me, you never met me, then you should hate it
You can have an opinion, but I one to debate it
If you ridin spinners, it, that nonsense is overrated
Even if you on dubs, if you on hubs
Them sixes is stationary, but somethin that you love
Shout out to the and cuz, shout out to my B and bloods
We ain't tryna be gangsta, for real, we doin us
Yeah we gettin paper, if you say that we're not
It's you residin somewhere up under a rock
Got 'em staring outside, they love how the pop
Like Block is me, they be all on my Yung Joc
Reppin them blocks, where them hustlers they all ready
Your lady all hung up on you, now she callin your celly
And that's because petty, my paper's for sure heavy
Don't play cause that boy with hands like that boy Freddie