Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Ya Head

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

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

I wake up in the mornin', mindstate so military
Suckers pictures of a young brother buried
Was it me, the weed or this I lead
If is for suckers then tonight we bleed

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

So if I die, do the same for me, no tears
An Outlaw, thug livin' in this game for
Why worry, to God, get me high when I'm buried
Knowin' deep only 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 if we all mash, hold ya head

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

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

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

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

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

How do we keep the 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)
Livin' fast, too

The weed got me tweakin' in my mind, I'm
God bless the 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 young nation in world of greed
Currency means if you still ain't free
Money jealousy, take the game from me
I hope for better days, comes naturally

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

conversation all night, bless the dead
To my homies that I to have that no longer roll
Catch a brother at the
Plus nobody knows my soul, watchin' time
Through the glass of my drop top Rolls, hold ya

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

Too many black brothers 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