Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Up Hold Up Hold Up

Ayy, yo,
Uh, uh
Uh, (let the play), uh

up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Hold up, hold up, up (hold up)
We was down for so long, didn't no choice but to go up (go up)
up, pour up, pour up, pour up
Pour up, up, pour up (pour up)
Spendin' in Neimans on my girl, watchin' her glow up (woo)
Rich still in the neighborhood store eatin' cold cuts (yeah)
Street nigga, bitch, I'm in the doin' donuts (yeah)
myself how to get millions, ain't nobody show us (it's Dolph)
Front my young fifty 'bows told him, "Lil' nigga, grow up" (it's Dolph)
Vic told me, "Stay down with this shit 'til it blow up" (I got you)
Smokin' on some you not, got Wock-Wock in my soda (dirty)
Used to sign for the now I sign T-shirts and posters (it's Dolph)
Drop five hundred racks to drop the top on that new truck (Woo, uh)
Balenciaga the (it's Dolph)
First class, Dubai, a trip (it's Dolph)
Spend a little bit, all the chips (stack it up)
I walk in Margiela and go (woo)
Can't get money with me, you too (uh-uh)
One thing I never did was never, ever, ever let a bitch play me (hell nah, sorry)
put it down in the city, now I'm up, nigga (hey)
I to eat a hundred P's just for lunch, nigga (woo)
I got fuck niggas recruitin' fuck niggas
Hustle hard, no such thing as luck, nigga

Hold up, up, hold up, hold up
Hold up, hold up, up (hold up)
We was down for so long, didn't have no but to go up (go up)
up, pour up, pour up, pour up
Pour up, up, pour up (pour up)
racks in Neimans on my girl, watchin' her glow up (woo)
Rich nigga in the neighborhood store eatin' cold cuts (yeah)
Street nigga, bitch, I'm in the Bentley doin' (yeah)
Taught myself how to get millions, ain't nobody us (it's Dolph)
Front my young fifty 'bows told him, "Lil' nigga, grow up" (it's Dolph)

Hold up, hold up, up, hold up
up, hold up, hold up (Hold up)
I just an eight of codeine in a Coca-Cola (raw)
I make it look too easy, I carry my hood on my shoulders (damn)
If money not in the equation, please do not us (swear to God)
Cut my day-one nigga off because of (damn)
Every day, I'ma get fresh and pour up (dirty)
too much syrup by mistake because I'm heavy-handed
Bitch, I'm the plug friend, you just a middleman (ayy, fuck them niggas)
I don't with them niggas, I'm cut from a different cloth (yeah, yeah)
Ask your CEO and rap friends why they hate Dolph (hah)
Rich how I pop it on 'em (pop it)
The top off, so I dropped it on 'em
30K over sticker price, I had to cop it on 'em (woo)

Hold up, up, hold up, hold up
Hold up, hold up, up (hold up)
We was down for so long, didn't have no but to go up (go up)
Pour up, pour up, pour up, up
Pour up, pour up, up (pour up)
racks in Neimans on my girl, watchin' her glow up (woo)
Rich nigga still in the neighborhood store cold cuts (yeah)
nigga, bitch, I'm in the Bentley doin' donuts (yeah)
Taught myself how to get millions, ain't show us (it's Dolph)
Front my young nigga fifty 'bows him, "Lil' nigga, grow up" (it's Dolph)

Ayy, I my mom and dad was livin' in a one-room shack
Nowadays, I wake up in a
Huh
I remember my mom and dad even have a car
I don't wanna get to nowadays, man, huh
Ayy, man, half of that out there in my driveway
I can't even spell shit, man
On God
Huh
Dolph! (It's Dolph! It's Dolph!)
(It's Dolph! It's Dolph! Dolph!)
(It's Dolph! It's Dolph! Dolph!)
(It's Dolph! It's Dolph! Dolph!)
(Paper Business)