Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Up

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

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

[Chorus -
Got a grand hold it up (up)
your left 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 everytime we up (sho nuff)

- Chamillionaire]
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 came from Johnny the Jeweler, better guard your sight (just paid Johnny partner)
Uh, yeah, in "Gentlemen's"
These other boys is holdin ones, we holdin Benjamins (that's talk)
Uh, yeah, go ahead and 'em in
Cause we so rich, them sick, but ain't no medicine (them haters sick)
Uh, yeah, police us
Who's vehicle is this? Is somethin that asked enough (for real)
Uh, yeah, for passin 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 that was old, so I got platinum (revenge)
Uh, yeah, bring it if you bad
But if you not get up outta here or 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 dough you can "Get Throwed" the homie Bun B (throwed, throwed)
Uh, yeah, they wanna be like me, I'm in that lot, I'm hoppin candy ESV's
Uh, yeah (yeah), she to kept on me
that's when I spot my trunk and "Swang" it T-R-A-E (swang and I swang and I swang to the left)
Uh, yeah, don't act y'all forgot
that I've been makin Houston hits legit as Rap-A-Lot (what up 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 is big enough, boys 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 to stop, but it won't stop (ch-cheah)
cause I stay 'til my casket drop (Chamillitary mayne)
They told me that is cheap, but broke hoes be sure talkin
to be moonwalkin, now those be strobe walkin
Broke hoes for callin, fo fos and fos crawlin
Don't play my paper get a broke nose and oh darling
Sure starvin, hungry for fetti like fettuccine
Got a problem, they see me, cause I'ma it, believe me
be good at magic and bottle the baddest genie
Had to holla at Jay, cause the just look better blingy
Wanna be me, I'm too real to be duplicated
If you don't know me, yeah you never met me, you should hate it
You can an opinion, but I ain't one to debate it
If you ridin spinners, stop it, that nonsense is
Even if you on dubs, if you on hubs
Them sixes is stationary, but somethin that you will
Shout out to the blue and cuz, shout out to my B and
We ain't tryna be gangsta, for real, we just us
Yeah we gettin that paper, if you say we're not
It's you residin somewhere up under a rock
Got 'em staring outside, they love how the pop
Like E-N-T is me, they be all on my Yung Joc
Reppin them hard blocks, where hustlers they all ready
Your lady all hung up on you, now she callin your boy's
And that's because petty, my paper's for sure heavy
play cause that boy deadly with hands like that boy Freddie