Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Up

We sending this one out right
To all the young thug and young hustlers out
You know I'm sayin', up with their moms strugglin'
In the hood yo' I'm sayin', ya how it is
Trying to it tight, you know I'm sayin'

Born and raised a black youth, no days
My moms and pops went they ways
Now she solo with half the dough, and three
No house, a tight situation we in
Hit the streets to look for and pay
So her can have it better than she had one day
Try to me some rules, "get a's in school
Keep your head up high and don't run the fools"
was the lesson, always listen to moms
Bible she totin, always from psalms
Young but I'm knowin' the thang to do
Know the to say when times is blue
Times is hard and unfortunate
I'm young and I really like the shit
But I dream things when I sleep at night
When I grow up make everything alright

I know it's sometimes
But if you can make a way, you need to up
I a better way
And if you can wait today be alright...

Now I'm 15, my life hit a split screen
used to be a good kid struck a bad gene
Bad dreams, young and crime scenes
Skip school, saggin' my jeans and green
My moms don't know I get the shit from
If you keep trippin' you the outcome
Laid up somewhere, or in
Makin' calls tryin' to make bail
Hell, and you how I struggle for the cheddar
Before I give it away better get it
My conscience sayin' not no listen
The other have tellin' me, a good intention
Aw shit, a nigga a mind of his own
Too much to deal with, I really don't shit
Young thug ready to take on the
Who made my life take such a

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Now my situation's changed, no chains
Now I try to check out the game and cause
Long live the days of homeboys and
Gang of tombstones for the that caught caps
snaps off raps, reminiscin' of days
Good is shot up while 'more bounce' plays
Missin the days sometimes, but keeps my eyes on the
Keep my on my heat cause niggas might shoot ya
Rob a nigga blind, like stevie
I used to do the same a nigga was greedy
But my come-up was wrong, flipped it, now strong
Now I clocks snaps, keep the street in my songs
Trying to make it up on a stage doin' a bid
Trying to make a better way she did for my kids
now watch out, keep my nose to the grind
Yeah boy, this is mine

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