Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Up

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

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

- Chamillionaire]
Got a couple grand it up (up)
With left hand and say man hold up (man hold up)
in the front blowin up (up)
With the fat in the club, that's us (man that's us)
My boys got the club up
Stacks so fat, that can't fold up (can't fold up)
The girls in the know us (us)
Because we act bad everytime we up (sho nuff)

- Chamillionaire]
Yeah, you it's on tonight
I got 'em strippin for my tip I'm in "Harlem Nights" ($5 Tuesdays nigga)
Uh, yeah and I got on all ice (woo)
I just came from the Jeweler, better guard your sight (just paid Johnny partner)
Uh, yeah, in "Gentlemen's"
These other boys is holdin ones, we holdin (that's real talk)
Uh, yeah, go ahead and 'em in
Cause we so rich, them sick, but ain't no medicine (them haters sick)
Uh, yeah, harassin 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 here or 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" 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 T-R-A-E (swang and I and I swang to the left)
Uh, yeah, act like 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 spinnin like them mix show DJ's, add the box (what up 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 my casket drop (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 me that talk is cheap, but broke hoes be sure talkin
Used to be moonwalkin, now be strobe walkin
Broke hoes for callin, fo fos and fos crawlin
Don't play with my paper get a broke and oh darling
starvin, hungry for fetti like it's fettuccine
Got a problem, they see me, cause solve it, believe me
Better be at magic and bottle the baddest genie
Had to holla at Jay, cause the neck just look blingy
be me, I'm just too real 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 one to debate it
If you ridin spinners, it, that nonsense is overrated
if you on dubs, especially if you on hubs
Them is stationary, but somethin 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 that paper, if you say that we're not
obvious you residin somewhere up under a rock
Got 'em staring outside, they how the trunk pop
Like Block E-N-T is me, they be all on my Joc
Reppin them hard blocks, where hustlers they all ready
Your lady all hung up on you, now she your boy's celly
And that's y'all petty, my paper's for sure heavy
Don't play cause that boy deadly with hands like boy Freddie