Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Up

We doing a on the highway, switchin lane after lane
If the po po come let em, aint no stopping today
We brought out horses tonight, the big blocks
cams, chrome pipes, I know you hear em

Please, who in your hood wouldnt places with me?
If I aint what youre to be, then why you hustling see?
To be young, black and rich, and thank the
me when its switched, I need to know, listen

Maybe the problem is you thinking too
You niggas want to rap and thats all
only goal is to buy out the mall, my goal to buy me a mall
You want to stunt for the summer, Im trying to buy me the
Its a lick, you know how heavy hits MySpace get, yow

It's like Im hurtin feelings by telling the truth
Im hurtin feelings in and out of this booth, now
You see me sitting in a turning lane, youre a nigger, a bigger man
You always braggin bout a little change you to step up your game

You hold up and hold up, hold up and hold up, hold up and hold up
You sit your ass down
Hold up and hold up, hold up and up, hold up and hold up
You better sit ass down

My block I see you haters watchin me, but I trippin
We all see it aint no stoppin me, you a millionaire
You buyin property, I got land
To catch me, you hit the lottery, niggas so stop playin

I ride when I want to, and ye aint
See me buyin what I want to, out the store
A thousand in my pocket, you can tell how Im walking
I ball like a dog, and keep they heads crunk

Tossin at the red light, go on pro, go on tar Candy Red
My 54 nigga, wanted that oregano, off a case
And now they hatin paranoid, yeah you better know it

What Im ye aint ready for, go right ya
Whats to em, go and kill em boys, and lights out
I aint playin witcha, the really dead hit ya
Dont let me pull up on you in that turning lane

You see me sitting in a lane, youre a nigger, mine a bigger man
You always braggin bout a change you need to step up your game

Hold up and hold up, hold up and hold up, up and hold up
You better sit ass down
Hold up and up, hold up and hold up, hold up and hold up
You better sit ass down

Got my bread stacked like Mike in NBA highlights
Mansion, me and bubblin with skylights
Im Cool L, duels, killin eyesight
Wal Mart stocks, Mercedes 7, damn

My wrists glistenin, two birds kissin
And Im sick of all this money, somebody call the in
The American dream, Im what niggas is
You clowns aint makin brains, you just drizzin it

Packin like I aint famous, bout
I a party at the bank, walk a million out
Got over 30 movies, what you you doin to me?
You sold a records out, how you think you gon outdo me?

You Im in shape for slappin, you gon try to sue me
I buy you off, slide off with your lil
All money is a goddamn nuisance
Look at my career, yeah, Im the

You see me sitting in a turning lane, youre a nigger, a bigger man
You always braggin bout a little you need to step up your game

Hold up and hold up, hold up and hold up, hold up and up
You better sit ass down
Hold up and hold up, hold up and hold up, up and hold up
You better sit ass down