Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Ya Head

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

I'm on my way to the studio, the only way that I know
How to play low
Punching keys Rocky Balboa
Saying rest in peace to Tshaka

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

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

Wally
(Just ya head)
Dog
(Just ya head)
Dope
(Just ya head)
My cousin
(Just ya head)

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

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

All of a they life stops
From black on or harassed by white cops
Some went into to do time
take 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

is advice so take it
Stay strong on path, and you will make it
I'm not trying to you what to do
Just ya head, and everything 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 trying to get bagged by any cops
are you on dope or this is a joke?
The other day you pull me over, for cracks and coke?

What's the problem, you know I'm
If you drove a Nova you wouldn't have to pull over
making me late, my papers is straight
Never hesitate to run a check and let me skate

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

But I got my shit together, I flip with the weather
And I think clever
I positive and legit
I gotta give big shouts to my Kendu and Infinite

Brothers stare into my face like I'm a
too easy to kill another young motherfucker
So I it, I turn the other cheek
(Yo Show, you ain't got any for these niggas, these boys is weak)

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

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

But I can't live trife, shot, stabbed with a
I kids and a wife, not 25 to life
Negative thoughts are
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, though we can say rest in peace
To the brothers that here
It's never going to bring you back
So we got to love the that 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 Cali Dog
to everybody man, just hold ya motherfucking head
Word, 'cause we've been and we in here, out and we out