Luyện nghe bài hát Holdin' On

Oh how it hurts, child birth
The heal slow, you just don't know
At times, I don't what to say
And all I do is pray, day to day
But still, I my strength might die
Like now, I'm tryin' hard not to cry
Even when I my eyes, I still see it
Damn, I just don't it
The bad I buried, like the cemetery
Unworthy people beneficiaries
A lotta people off of one man's death
Don't you worry B.I., I'ma ride to my breath
You killas, caused a lotta
You have no idea what you did to this
I fuckin' you, excuse my frustration
But just when I'm about to quit, God tells me to

Don't you give up, be
on, hold on
Things are get better
Tough times, last so long
Hold on, on
If you believe, they get better

White, the man with the money and the fame
Passed away, now bitches wanna claim his
I been with my nigga before he came in the
No one's, no V's, we to take the train
Just us and the goin' out to parties
I guess back then we was nobodies
But he was my nigga, and I was his
I rolled with him, how could I forget him
Had beef with yo wife ain't patched up
But got love for your kids
wrote 'em in my will
And I'ma make sure the fam a decent meal
No matter I got to do, or who I got to kill
is real, baby, there ain't no appeal
If I'm fucked up, how Mrs. Wallace feels
Sometimes I sit and think how it be if we was married
Of if I kept the child that I carried
So to my ladies, think I haven't walked in yo shoes
Or thought this was only happenin' to you,
my shoulder, you can lean on this boo
Cuz trust me, I exactly what you're going through

Don't you give up, be
Hold on, on
are gonna get better
Tough times, they last so
Hold on, on
If you believe, they get better

So I guess you know the of how it all ends
Depressed, stressed, don't know who's my real
One thing's for sure, I can count on my
D-Roc, Money, L, Cease, and PD
My B.I. family, remind me of you
We miss you so much, I love you so
thought life without you would be so rough
But I know we gon it
We happy, but we fakin'
And to New York, thanks for the
And all our real fans, I'm shoutin' out the land
is somethin' young kids just won't understand
How took away this beautiful man
Who shared so memories
I could go on and on, but a can only be so long
been hard, but I told God that I put up a fight
So here's a Long Goodnight, Frank White

Don't you give up, be
on, hold on
Things are get better
times, they last so long
Hold on, on
If you believe, they will get