Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Up

We doing a hundred on the highway, switchin after lane
If the po po then let em, aint no stopping today
We brought out them 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 tryin to be, then why you hustling see?
To be young, black and rich, and the combination
Tell me when its switched, I need to know,

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Got my bread stacked high like in NBA highlights
Mansion, me and jacuzzi bubblin skylights
Im Cool L, duels, killin niggas
Wal stocks, Mercedes 7, damn right

My wrists stay glistenin, two kissin
And Im sick of all this money, somebody the position in
The American dream, Im what is envisionin
You aint makin your brains, you just drizzin it

Packin I aint famous, talkin bout
I throw a 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 know Im in for slappin, you gon try to sue me
I buy you off, slide off your lil cutie
All this money is a goddamn
Look at my career, yeah, Im the

You see me in a turning 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 up, hold up and hold up
You better sit your ass
Hold up and up, hold up and hold up, hold up and hold up
You better sit ass down