Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Ya Head

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

I'm on my way to the studio, it's the way that I know
How to play low
Punching like Rocky Balboa
Saying rest in peace to Figeoroa

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, some
So much jewels I had to shit down to my friends

But when down and out and are low
See how fast friends go there's 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 and Showbiz just hold his head

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

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

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

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

is advice so take it
Stay strong on your path, and you will it
I'm not trying to tell you to do
Just hold ya head, and everything else 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 I stop?
I'm not trying to get by any narc cops
What are you on dope or this is a
The other day you pull me over, for cracks and coke?

the problem, you know I'm sober?
If you drove a fucking Nova you wouldn't to pull over
making me late, my papers is straight
Never hesitate to run a check and then let me

Take my business card, in my left hand
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 never with the weather
And I always think
I think positive and
I gotta give big shouts to my peeps Kendu and

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

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

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 neat to make ends meet

But I can't live trife, shot, with a knife
I want and a wife, not 25 to life
Negative are dead
Showbiz is the man 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 going to bring you
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 what's up to my man
My man D-Smooth, my brother Dog
Just to everybody man, just hold ya head
Word, we've been there and we in here, out and we out