Luyện nghe bài hát Holdin' On

Oh how it hurts, like birth
The wounds heal slow, you just know
At times, I know what to say
And all I do is pray, day to day
But still, I feel my might die
Like right now, I'm tryin' not to cry
Even when I close my eyes, I see it
Damn, I just believe it
The bad times I buried, like the
people playin' beneficiaries
A lotta eatin' off of one man's death
you worry B.I., I'ma ride to my last breath
You killas, caused a devastation
You have no what you did to this nation
I hate you, excuse my frustration
But just I'm about to quit, God tells me to just

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

Frank White, the man the money and the fame
away, now bitches wanna claim his name
I been my nigga before he came in the game
No one's, no V's, we used to take the
Just us and the Mafia out to parties
I guess then we was real nobodies
But he was my nigga, and I was his
I rolled with him, how could I forget him
Had with yo wife that 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 what I got to do, or who I got to
Shit is real, baby, there no appeal
If I'm fucked up, imagine how Mrs. feels
I sit and think how it would be if we was married
Of if I woulda kept the child that I
So to my ladies, don't think I haven't in yo shoes
Or thought this was happenin' to you, righ'
Here's my shoulder, you can lean on boo
Cuz trust me, I know what you're going through

you give up, be strong
Hold on, on
Things are get better
Tough times, last so long
on, hold on
If you believe, they will get

So I you know the story of how it all ends
Depressed, stressed, don't who's my real friends
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 you so much
Never thought life without you be so rough
But I know we gon it
We ain't happy, but we
And to New York, thanks for the
And all our real fans, I'm shoutin' out the whole
This is young kids just won't understand
How they took this beautiful man
Who shared so memories
I could go on and on, but a song can be so long
It's hard, but I told God that I put up a fight
So here's a Long Kiss Goodnight, White

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