Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Ya Head

Once again back again my friends
Diamond's are fat just like a Benz
Andre the is great, but I should also mention
Lord Finesse, the Funky Technician

I'm on my way to the studio, it's the only way I know
How to play low
Punching keys like Balboa
Saying in peace to Tshaka Figeoroa

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

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

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

Hold ya head, what Showbiz said
In memory of Harris, the eulogy read
Another was laid to rest
This world is just chaos, confusion and a big

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

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

is advice so take it
Stay strong on your path, and you make it
I'm not to tell you what to do
Just hold ya head, and everything else will follow

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

Green light, go or should I stop?
I'm not trying to get bagged by any narc
are you on dope or this is a joke?
The day you pull me over, searching for cracks and coke?

What's the problem, you I'm sober?
If you drove a fucking Nova you have to pull over
You're making me late, my papers is
Never hesitate to run a check and then let me

Take my card, it's in my left hand
You got the right but the wrong goddamn plan
So pass me by or you why
Niggas pull out their glock and it right between your eye

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

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

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

Down the line, far kind
Whip in behind, and still packing but a nine
Back on the block, out on the
I a Dre's scheme real neat to make ends meet

But I can't live trife, shot, stabbed with a
I kids and a wife, not 25 to life
Negative are dead
Showbiz is the man that 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 ain't here
It's just never to bring you back
So we got to the ones that you're close to now
And I say and I say and we out AG, my man

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