Luyện nghe bài hát Man Hold Up

[Intro - - talking]
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 same cup you got here and now you swallowin ice (woo)
Then it's time to the club
If you made one toss and all the you had disappeared, then please step to the rear
Then time to step your game up

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

- Chamillionaire]
Got a couple hold it up (up)
With your left hand and say man hold up (man 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
so fat, that they can't fold up (can't fold up)
The girls in the know us (us)
we act bad everytime we show up (sho nuff)

[Verse -
Yeah, you know on tonight
I got 'em for my tip when I'm in "Harlem Nights" ($5 Tuesdays 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 no medicine (them haters sick)
Uh, yeah, police us
Who's vehicle is Is somethin that you've asked enough (for real)
Uh, yeah, for passin just
We kick 'em out that candy door, they come right back to us (come 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 bar in here, like he told me (that Sweet Jones)
Uh, yeah, my drinks on me
I got some 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 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, 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 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 stop (it stop)
cause I stay grindin 'til my drop (now run it back)
Uh, yeah, they want my to stop, but it won't stop (ch-cheah)
cause I grindin 'til my casket drop (Chamillitary mayne)
They told me that talk is cheap, but broke hoes be sure
Used to be moonwalkin, now those be strobe
Broke hoes for sure callin, fo fos and fos
Don't play with my get a broke nose and oh darling
Sure starvin, hungry for like it's fettuccine
Got a problem, they see me, cause I'ma solve it, 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 know me, yeah you never met me, then you should hate it
You can have an opinion, but I one to debate 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
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 that paper, if you say that we're not
It's obvious you residin 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 hustlers they all ready
Your lady all up on you, now she callin your boy's celly
And that's because y'all petty, my paper's for heavy
Don't play cause that boy deadly with like that boy Freddie