Luyện nghe bài hát Man Hold Up

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

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

[Chorus -
Got a couple grand it up (up)
With left hand and say man hold up (man hold up)
in the front blowin up (up)
With the fat stacks in the club, that's us (man us)
My boys got the club up
so fat, that they can't fold up (can't fold up)
The girls in the club 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, and I got on all this ice (woo)
I just came from Johnny the Jeweler, better guard sight (just paid Johnny partner)
Uh, yeah, in "Gentlemen's"
These other boys is holdin ones, we holdin Benjamins (that's 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
Who's vehicle is Is somethin that you've asked enough (for real)
Uh, yeah, groupies for just
We kick 'em out that candy door, they 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 platinum (revenge)
Uh, yeah, it if you bad enough
But if you not get up outta here or it up (back, back it up)
Uh, Pimp C OG's, so I'm a ballin by that bar in here, like he me (that Sweet Jones)
Uh, yeah, my nigga on me
I got some you can "Get Throwed" like the homie Bun B (throwed, throwed)
Uh, yeah, they wanna be me, I'm in that lot, I'm hoppin 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 swang and I to the left)
Uh, yeah, don't act like y'all
that I've makin Houston 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, in the back can watch (already)
Uh, yeah, they want my to stop, but it won't stop (it won't stop)
cause I stay 'til my casket drop (now run it back)
Uh, yeah, they want my cash to stop, but it 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 strobe
Broke hoes for sure callin, fo fos and fos
Don't play my paper get a broke nose 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 good at magic and the baddest genie
Had to holla at Jay, the neck just look better blingy
Wanna be me, I'm 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 one to debate it
If you ridin spinners, stop it, that is overrated
Even if you on dubs, if you on hubs
sixes is stationary, but somethin that you will love
Shout out to the blue and cuz, out to my B and bloods
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, love how the trunk pop
Like Block is me, they be all on my Yung Joc
them hard blocks, where them hustlers they all ready
Your lady all hung up on you, now she callin boy's celly
And because y'all petty, my paper's for sure heavy
Don't play cause that boy with hands like that boy Freddie