Luyện nghe bài hát Man Hold Up

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

ch-ch-cheah, ch-ch-cheah, ch-ch-cheah, Chamillitary

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

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