Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Up

[Intro - Chamillionaire -
up, hold up
If you got change for a dollar in your pocket now
it's time to exit the club
If you've been out the same cup since you got here and now you swallowin ice (woo)
it's time to exit the club
If you made one toss and all the money you had disappeared, then 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 couple hold it up (up)
With your left and say man hold up (man hold up)
in the front blowin up (up)
With the fat stacks in the club, that's us (man us)
My boys got the club up
so fat, that they can't fold up (can't fold up)
The in the club know us (us)
Because we act bad everytime we up (sho nuff)

[Verse -
Yeah, you it's on tonight
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, guard your 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, harassin us
vehicle 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 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), 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 like forgot
that I've been Houston hits legit as Rap-A-Lot (what up International Red)
Uh, yeah, let off the gas and
if you still spinnin 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, boys in the back can (already)
Uh, yeah, want my cash to stop, but it won't stop (it won't stop)
cause I stay grindin 'til my drop (now run it back)
Uh, yeah, they want my cash to stop, but it stop (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
hoes for sure callin, fo fos and fos crawlin
Don't play with my paper get a broke and oh darling
Sure starvin, hungry for like it's fettuccine
Got a problem, they see me, cause I'ma solve it, me
be good at magic and bottle the baddest genie
Had to holla at Jay, the neck 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 ain't one to it
If you ridin spinners, stop it, that is overrated
Even if you on dubs, especially if you on
Them sixes is stationary, but somethin you will love
out to the blue 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 obvious you somewhere up under a rock
Got 'em staring outside, they love how the pop
Block E-N-T is me, they be all on my Yung Joc
Reppin them hard blocks, where them hustlers they all
Your lady all up on you, now she callin your boy's celly
And that's because y'all petty, my paper's for heavy
Don't cause that boy deadly with hands like that boy Freddie