Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Ya Head

My homeboys in Clinton and Rikers
All the
Mumia, Mutulu, Geronimo,
All the prisoners
San Quentin, who can save you, all the jail
I'm you

Yeah, one thug, one
You're listenin' to the of one, thug
(How do we the music playing?)
One thug, one
You're to the sounds of
(How do we get ahead?)

I wake up early in the mornin', so military
Suckers fantasizin' pictures of a brother buried
Was it me, the weed or this life I
If daytime is for suckers tonight we bleed

Out for all that, knowin' that this bring drawbacks
Look how I shiver I deliver these raw raps.
Meet me at the dressed in black
Tonight we, honor the dead, who won't be back

So if I die, do the for me, shed no tears
An Outlaw, thug livin' in this game for
Why worry, hope to God, get me high when I'm
Knowin' deep inside a few love me

Come rush me to the gates of Heaven, let me for a while
How I lived for my as a child, I wonder now
How do we outlast, get cash
Stay strong if we all mash, hold ya

How do we keep the music
(Yes, you got to ya head)
How do we get
(Hold head)
Too many young black brothers are
(Yes, you got to ya head)
fast, too fast

Yo, these felonies be like prophecies me to stop
'Cause these gettin' money every time they knock us
Snatchin' pockets lyrically, suckers flea when notice
Switched my name to Makaveli, the rap game closed

Exposed foes with my hocus flows they froze
Now suckers idolize my, chosen
And mo' money mean litigatin, mo' hatin'
Got a at the pen for me waitin', is this my fate?

Miss me with that misdemeanor thinkin', me fall
Never that, too much drinkin', we all that
Make them understand me, if not I slang my
Everyone me is family 'cause everybody's got me

Watch me paint a vision, this life we livin'
Got us all up in prison
Last week I got a from my road dog, written in blood
Saying, "Please a playa love", hold ya head, hold it

How do we the music playing
(Yes, you got to ya head)
How do we get
(Hold head)
Too young black brothers are dying
(Yes, you got to ya head)
fast, too fast

The weed got me in my mind, I'm thinkin'
God the child that can hold his own
Indeed, bleed when I hold my chrome
Let these words be the last to my unborn

Hope to raise my nation in this world of greed
means nothin' if you still ain't free
Money breeds jealousy, take the from me
I hope for days, trouble comes naturally

Running from authorities they capture me
And my, aim is to spread mo' smiles tears
Utilalize lessons learned my childhood years
Maybe had it all right, rest yo' head

Tradin' conversation all night, bless the
To my that I used to have that no longer roll
Catch a at the crossroads
Plus nobody knows my soul, time pass
Through the glass of my top Rolls, hold ya head

How do we the music playing
(Yes, you got to ya head)
How do we get
(No matter how it get, feel me, come on)
(Hold head)

Too many young black are dying
(Get the weed, drink a drink, a book)
(Yes, you got to ya head)
fast, too fast
(Watch the stars, get pussy, whatever)

How do we keep the music
(Yes, you got to ya head)
How do we get