Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Up

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

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

[Chorus -
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 stacks in the club, us (man that's us)
My boys got the club up
Stacks so fat, that they can't fold up (can't up)
The girls in the know us (us)
we act bad everytime we show up (sho nuff)

[Verse -
Yeah, you it's on tonight
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 sight (just paid 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 haters sick, but ain't no (them haters sick)
Uh, yeah, police us
Who's is this? Is somethin that you've asked enough (for real)
Uh, yeah, groupies for passin
We 'em out that candy door, they come right back 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, 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, 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 like me, I'm in that lot, I'm hoppin outta candy
Uh, yeah (yeah), she to kept on me
that's when I spot my trunk and "Swang" it like T-R-A-E (swang and I and I swang to the left)
Uh, yeah, don't act like y'all
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 them mix show DJ's, add the box (what up 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 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 stop (ch-cheah)
I stay grindin 'til my casket drop (Chamillitary mayne)
They me that talk 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 solve it, believe me
Better be good at magic and bottle the baddest
Had to holla at Jay, cause the neck just look better
be me, I'm just 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, nonsense is overrated
Even if you on dubs, if you on hubs
Them sixes is stationary, but somethin you will love
Shout out to the blue and cuz, out to my B and bloods
We ain't be gangsta, for real, we just doin us
we gettin that paper, if you say that we're not
It's obvious you residin up under a rock
Got 'em staring outside, they how the trunk pop
Block E-N-T is me, they be all on my Yung Joc
Reppin them hard blocks, where them hustlers 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
play cause that boy deadly with hands like that boy Freddie