Luyện nghe bài hát Man Hold Up

[Intro - - talking]
up, hold up
If you got change for a dollar in your right now
Then it's time to the club
If you've sippin out the same cup since you got here and now you swallowin ice (woo)
Then it's to exit the club
If you made one toss and all the money you had disappeared, then please to the rear
Then it's time to step game up

ch-ch-cheah, ch-ch-cheah, ch-ch-cheah, mayne

[Chorus -
Got a grand hold it up (up)
With your left hand and say man hold up (man up)
in the front blowin up (up)
With the fat stacks in the club, us (man that's us)
My boys got the sewed up
Stacks so fat, that they fold up (can't fold up)
The girls in the know us (us)
Because we act bad everytime we up (sho nuff)

- Chamillionaire]
Yeah, you know on tonight
I got 'em strippin for my tip when I'm in "Harlem Nights" ($5 nigga)
Uh, yeah and I got on all ice (woo)
I just came from Johnny the Jeweler, better guard sight (just paid Johnny partner)
Uh, yeah, in "Gentlemen's"
These boys is holdin ones, we holdin Benjamins (that's real talk)
Uh, yeah, go ahead and 'em in
Cause we so rich, them haters sick, but no medicine (them haters sick)
Uh, yeah, harassin us
Who's is this? Is somethin that you've asked enough (for real)
Uh, yeah, groupies for passin
We kick 'em out that candy door, they come right back to us (come back to us, already)
Uh, yeah, the golden was up
but I saw gold and that was old, so I got platinum (revenge)
Uh, yeah, it if you bad enough
But if you not get up outta here or it up (back, back it up)
Uh, C OG's, so I'm a ballin by that bar in here, like he told me (that Sweet Jones)
Uh, yeah, my drinks on me
I got some dough you can "Get Throwed" like the Bun B (throwed, throwed)
Uh, yeah, they wanna be like me, I'm in that lot, I'm hoppin candy ESV's
Uh, yeah (yeah), she to kept on me
that's when I my trunk and "Swang" it like T-R-A-E (swang and I swang and I swang to the left)
Uh, yeah, don't act like y'all
I've been makin Houston hits legit as Rap-A-Lot (what up International Red)
Uh, yeah, let off the gas and
if you still spinnin them mix show DJ's, add the box (what up home of the Boys)
Uh, yeah, we Magnavox, the car TV's is big enough, boys in the back can watch (already)
Uh, yeah, they want my cash to stop, but it won't (it won't stop)
cause I stay 'til my casket drop (now run it back)
Uh, yeah, they my cash to stop, but it won't stop (ch-cheah)
I stay grindin 'til my casket drop (Chamillitary mayne)
They told me that talk is cheap, but hoes be sure talkin
to be moonwalkin, now those be strobe walkin
Broke for sure callin, fo fos and fos crawlin
play with my paper get a broke nose and oh darling
Sure starvin, hungry for like it's fettuccine
Got a problem, they see me, cause solve it, believe me
Better be good at magic and bottle the genie
Had to holla at Jay, cause the neck look better blingy
be me, I'm just too real to be duplicated
If you know me, yeah you never met me, then you should hate it
You can have an opinion, but I ain't one to it
If you spinners, stop it, that nonsense is overrated
Even if you on dubs, if you on hubs
Them is stationary, but somethin that you will love
out to the blue and cuz, shout out to my B and bloods
We ain't tryna be gangsta, for real, we just us
Yeah we gettin that paper, if you say that not
obvious you residin somewhere up under a rock
Got 'em staring outside, they how the trunk pop
Like Block is me, they be all on my Yung Joc
Reppin them hard blocks, where them hustlers they all
Your lady all hung up on you, now she callin your boy's
And that's because y'all petty, my paper's for heavy
Don't cause that boy deadly with hands like that boy Freddie