Luyện nghe bài hát Man Hold Up

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

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

[Chorus -
Got a grand hold it up (up)
your left hand and say man hold up (man hold up)
Boys in the blowin up (up)
the fat stacks in the club, that's 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 we show 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 Johnny the Jeweler, better guard your sight (just paid Johnny partner)
Uh, yeah, in "Gentlemen's"
These other boys is 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 (them haters sick)
Uh, yeah, police 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, come right back to us (come right back to us, already)
Uh, yeah, the golden was up
but I saw gold and was old, so I got platinum plus (revenge)
Uh, yeah, bring it if you bad
But if you not get up outta here or back it up (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 nigga 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 outta ESV's
Uh, (yeah), she tried to kept on me
when I spot my trunk and "Swang" it like T-R-A-E (swang and I swang and I swang to the left)
Uh, yeah, act like y'all forgot
that I've been makin hits legit 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 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 stop (it stop)
cause I stay 'til my casket drop (now run it back)
Uh, yeah, they want my 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 broke hoes be talkin
Used to be moonwalkin, now be strobe walkin
hoes for sure callin, fo fos and fos crawlin
Don't play with my get a broke nose and oh darling
Sure starvin, hungry for fetti like it's
Got a problem, they see me, cause I'ma it, believe me
Better be good at magic and bottle the baddest
Had to holla at Jay, cause the neck just look blingy
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 one to debate it
If you ridin spinners, stop it, that is overrated
if you on dubs, especially if you on hubs
Them sixes is stationary, but somethin that you will
Shout out to the blue and cuz, out to my B and bloods
We ain't tryna be gangsta, for real, we doin us
Yeah we that paper, if you say that we're not
It's obvious you somewhere up under a rock
Got 'em staring outside, love how the trunk pop
Like Block is me, they be all on my Yung Joc
Reppin them hard blocks, them hustlers they all ready
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 play cause that boy deadly with hands that boy Freddie