Luyện nghe bài hát Holdin' On

Oh how it hurts, like birth
The wounds heal slow, you don't 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
Even I close my eyes, I still see it
Damn, I just believe it
The bad I buried, like the cemetery
Unworthy playin' beneficiaries
A lotta people eatin' off of one man's
Don't you worry B.I., I'ma to my last breath
You killas, caused a lotta
You have no idea you did to this nation
I hate you, excuse my frustration
But when I'm about to quit, God tells me to just

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

White, the man with the money and the fame
Passed away, now bitches wanna his name
I with my nigga before he came in the game
No one's, no V's, we used to the train
us and the Mafia goin' out to parties
I guess back then we was real
But he was my nigga, and I was his
I rolled hard him, how could I forget him
Had beef with yo wife that ain't up
But still got love for kids
Even wrote 'em in my
And make sure the fam keep a decent meal
No matter I got to do, or who I got to kill
Shit is real, baby, ain't no appeal
If I'm fucked up, imagine how Mrs. Wallace
Sometimes I sit and think how it would be if we was
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 me, I know exactly what you're going through

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

So I guess you know the of how it all ends
Depressed, stressed, don't who's my real friends
One thing's for sure, I can on my mens
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, for the support
And all our real fans, I'm shoutin' out the whole
is somethin' young kids just won't understand
How took away this beautiful man
Who so many memories
I could go on and on, but a can only be so long
It's hard, but I told God that I put up a fight
So here's a Long Goodnight, Frank White

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