Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Ya Head

Once back again with my friends
Diamond's beats are fat like a Benz
Andre the Giant is great, but I should also
Lord Finesse, he's the Funky

I'm on my way to the studio, it's the only way I know
How to down low
keys like Rocky Balboa
Saying rest in to Tshaka Figeoroa

Some got to grow up they blow up
And did you ever a young brother who had shit sewed up?
Rented some BMs, Volvos, some Benz
So much I had to pass shit down to my friends

But when and out and pockets are low
See how fast friends go when no cash flow
So I head for the top, are hard
moms, no pops, I had to get my own props
I can out, but instead
I just keep to myself and Showbiz hold his head

World
(Just ya head)
Dog
(Just ya head)
Kerry
(Just ya head)
My Chris
(Just ya head)

ya head, that's what Showbiz said
In memory of Koto Harris, the eulogy
friend was laid to rest
This is just chaos, confusion and a big mess

But we got to keep
To leave town, never get but keep rising
the ghetto, not always ghetto minded
Some is striving, the finish line never find it

All of a sudden they life
From black on black or harassed by cops
went into jail to do time
They away your time, your freedom and your state of mind
So pay attention, these are facts,
Take it from the Giant 'cause I've been and back

This is so take it
Stay on your path, and you will make it
I'm not trying to tell you to do
Just hold ya head, and else will follow through

To
(Just ya head)
To K
(Just ya head)
My Kel
(Just ya head)
Big
(Just ya head)

Green light, that's go or should I
I'm not to get bagged by any narc cops
What are you on dope or this is a
The other day you pull me over, searching for cracks and

What's the problem, you know I'm
If you drove a Nova you wouldn't have to pull over
You're me late, my papers is straight
hesitate to run a check and then let me skate

Take my business card, in my left hand
You got the right motherfucker but the wrong plan
So me by or you wonder why
Niggas out their glock and point it right between your eye

But I got my shit together, I never flip with the
And I think clever
I think positive and
I gotta give big shouts to my peeps Kendu and

Brothers into my face like I'm a sucker
too easy to kill another young motherfucker
So I ignore it, I turn the cheek
(Yo Show, you got any time for these niggas, these boys is weak)

Some punks to split razors [Incomprehensible] for rocks
Packing a and I don't shoot blanks
Young boys that thought they was ready, to this
They made wrong moves that ass got rock steady

Down the line, far kind
in behind, and still packing nothing but a nine
Back on the block, out on the
I recoup a Dre's scheme real to make ends meet

But I can't trife, shot, stabbed with a knife
I kids and a wife, not 25 to life
Negative are dead
is the man that always hold his motherfucking head

To my man
(Just ya head)
To Mad
(Just ya head)
To
(Just ya head)
To Big
(Just ya head)

Yeah, even though we can say rest in
To the brothers that ain't
It's just never to bring you back
So we got to love the ones you're close to now
And I say and I say and we out AG, my man

I'd like to say what's up to my man
My man D-Smooth, my brother Dog
to everybody man, just hold ya motherfucking head
Word, 'cause we've been and we in here, out and we out