Luyện nghe bài hát Man Hold Up

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

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

[Chorus -
Got a couple grand 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 got the club sewed up
so fat, that they can't fold up (can't fold up)
The girls in the club us (us)
Because we act bad everytime we up (sho nuff)

[Verse -
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 your sight (just paid partner)
Uh, yeah, in "Gentlemen's"
These boys is holdin ones, we holdin Benjamins (that's real talk)
Uh, yeah, go and send 'em in
we so rich, them haters sick, but ain't no medicine (them haters sick)
Uh, yeah, police us
Who's vehicle is this? Is somethin that you've asked (for real)
Uh, yeah, groupies for passin
We 'em out that candy door, they come right back to us (come right back to us, already)
Uh, yeah, the plaques was up
but I saw gold and that was old, so I got plus (revenge)
Uh, yeah, bring it if you bad
But if you not get up here or back it up (back, back it up)
Uh, Pimp C OG's, so I'm a ballin by that bar in here, he told me (that Sweet Jones)
Uh, yeah, my nigga on me
I got some dough you can "Get Throwed" the homie 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 spot my trunk and "Swang" it like T-R-A-E (swang and I and I swang to the left)
Uh, yeah, don't act like forgot
that I've been makin Houston hits as Rap-A-Lot (what up International Red)
Uh, yeah, let off the gas and
if you still spinnin like 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 stop (it won't stop)
cause I stay grindin 'til my drop (now run it back)
Uh, yeah, they my cash to stop, but it won't stop (ch-cheah)
cause I stay grindin 'til my drop (Chamillitary mayne)
They told me that talk is cheap, but hoes be sure talkin
to be moonwalkin, now those be strobe walkin
Broke hoes for callin, fo fos and fos crawlin
Don't play my paper get a broke nose and oh darling
Sure starvin, hungry for fetti like it's
Got a problem, see me, cause I'ma solve it, believe me
Better be good at magic and bottle the baddest
Had to holla at Jay, cause the neck just look better
Wanna be me, I'm just too to be duplicated
If you don't 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 ridin spinners, stop it, nonsense is overrated
if you on dubs, especially if you on hubs
Them is stationary, but somethin that you will love
Shout out to the blue and cuz, shout out to my B and
We tryna be gangsta, for real, we just doin us
Yeah we gettin that paper, if you say we're not
It's obvious you residin somewhere up a rock
Got 'em staring outside, they love how the pop
Like Block E-N-T is me, they be all on my Joc
them hard blocks, where them hustlers they all ready
Your lady all hung up on you, now she callin your celly
And that's because y'all petty, my for sure heavy
Don't play that boy deadly with hands like that boy Freddie