Luyện nghe bài hát Holdin' On

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

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

Frank White, the man with the money and the
Passed away, now bitches claim his name
I with my nigga before he came in the game
No one's, no V's, we used to the train
Just us and the Mafia out to parties
I guess back we was real nobodies
But he was my nigga, and I was his
I rolled hard him, how could I forget him
Had with yo wife that ain't patched up
But still got love for 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 ain't no
If I'm fucked up, imagine how Mrs. Wallace
Sometimes I sit and think how it be if we was married
Of if I woulda kept the child that I
So to my ladies, don't I haven't walked in yo shoes
Or thought was only happenin' to you, righ'
Here's my shoulder, you can lean on boo
Cuz trust me, I know exactly what going through

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

So I guess you know the story of how it all
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 you so much, I love you so much
Never thought life without you would be so
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 whole
This is somethin' young kids just understand
How they took away beautiful man
Who so many memories
I could go on and on, but a song can be so long
It's been hard, but I told God I put up a fight
So here's a Long Goodnight, Frank White

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