Luyện nghe bài hát Man Hold Up

[Intro - Chamillionaire -
Hold up, up
If you got change for a dollar in 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 the club
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, mayne

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

[Verse -
Yeah, you it's on tonight
I got 'em strippin for my tip I'm in "Harlem Nights" ($5 Tuesdays nigga)
Uh, yeah and I got on all ice (woo)
I just came from Johnny the Jeweler, better guard your (just paid Johnny partner)
Uh, yeah, in "Gentlemen's"
These other boys is ones, we holdin Benjamins (that's real talk)
Uh, yeah, go ahead and 'em in
Cause we so rich, them haters sick, but ain't no (them haters sick)
Uh, yeah, harassin us
vehicle 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 and that was old, so I got platinum plus (revenge)
Uh, yeah, bring it if you bad
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 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 that lot, I'm outta candy ESV's
Uh, yeah (yeah), she tried to 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, don't act like y'all
that I've been makin Houston hits legit as (what up International Red)
Uh, yeah, let off the gas and
if you spinnin like them mix show DJ's, add the box (what up home of the Boys)
Uh, yeah, we watchin Magnavox, the car 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 grindin 'til my casket drop (now run it back)
Uh, yeah, want my cash to stop, but it won't stop (ch-cheah)
cause I stay 'til my casket drop (Chamillitary mayne)
They told me that talk is cheap, but hoes be sure talkin
Used to be moonwalkin, now those be walkin
Broke hoes for callin, fo fos and fos crawlin
Don't play with my paper get a broke and oh darling
Sure starvin, for fetti like it's fettuccine
Got a problem, see me, cause I'ma solve it, believe me
Better be at magic and bottle the baddest genie
Had to holla at Jay, cause the neck look better blingy
Wanna be me, I'm just too real to be
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, that nonsense is
Even if you on dubs, especially if you on
Them sixes is stationary, but somethin 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 doin us
Yeah we gettin that paper, if you say that not
obvious you residin somewhere up under a rock
Got 'em outside, they love how the trunk pop
Like Block E-N-T is me, 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 boy's celly
And that's because petty, my paper's for sure heavy
Don't play cause that boy with hands like that boy Freddie