Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Up

Aiyyo, me up in my headphones, man
I want this shit motherfuckin'
It ain't enough, man
Oh, these muh'fuckers think I'm gon' with 'em
Oh, I ain't play wit'cha, I ain't gon' play wit'cha, man

Ha ha ha, I y'all to sing, children
Sing, I like it when the children
I like it you sing
That you know somethin's comin'
Oh, it's comin', aww, man comin'
I like sound of this somethin's comin'

You can picture a photograph, envision the image
Of street and Lenox
The old folks, their souls are like tenants
Tryin' to keep your weight up, better eat spinach

For four five, niggaz lives get diminished
The world serious, I'm to win a pennant
Cops be on patrol through the block minute
Itchin' to pop somethin', swearin' I'm a menace

They disturb me but love like tennis
Man, cap to the and my jersey is vintage
Chicks'll make a nigga dick hard like a
Damn, it's a scam but I handle my

Plan to be the man if the Lord be my
Do my chin-ups the ? sign for my physical fitness
16's than Alzheimer's, flows is ridiculous, hold up

y'all really, really, y'all can't hold up
Told y'all really, really, y'all can't up
Told y'all really, really, can't hold up
Hold up, hold up, up, hold up, hold up, hold up

Easy now, I'm 'em, mind where you patrol
Fall back, young'un, play your like a goal
When his majesty speaks, speech defy
Bluetooth, nigga but I have any cavities

Diddy got it like cocoon
Pop shit like needles through cow balloons
I you to tell a friend, warn a brother
About my splurges, merges with Brothers

Thugs actin' funny 'chicks call me Honey
See a 9 nigga makin' Bugs Bunny money
Eons bling bling
So I chose to get engaged to sweet 16's

a name, let it bang, so beautiful
The theme music for crews that move
Or for a recruitable whore
To service the whole when we out on tour

Told y'all really, really, y'all can't up
Told y'all really, really, y'all can't up
Told y'all really, really, y'all can't up
Hold up, up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up

It's like the music will literally stop
Hold up, hold up, up
We roll up, 20 deep, cock D up
Get inflicted by my verbal
A Bad Boy but far from a Piston

You're not focused enough, you're not
You need to down, hold up like kickstand
Hop to it, get on your grind
Across 110th, sharp with a lime music

Fine tuned the proper soul seasonin'
Your shows are borin', you're just not pleasin' 'em
Stop teasin' 'em, you can't rock
We bring New York back that Westside stadium

the game and if the fame went away
Still be the hardest workin' man in today
Learn a lesson in that, no questionin'
No guesswork involved, so stop the facts, hold up

Told really, really, y'all can't hold up
Told y'all really, really, y'all can't up
Told y'all really, really, y'all hold up
Hold up, hold up, hold up, up, hold up, hold up