Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Up

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

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

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

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

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Now my changed, no chains remain
Now I try to out the game and cause pain
Long live the of homeboys and straps
Gang of tombstones for the that caught caps
Make snaps off raps, reminiscin' of
Good part is up while 'more bounce' plays
the days sometimes, but keeps my eyes on the future
Keep my hands on my cause niggas might shoot ya
Rob a nigga blind, just like
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 shit in my
Trying to make it up on a stage from a bid
Trying to make a way like she did for my kids
now watch out, keep my nose to the grind
Yeah boy, world is mine

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