Luyện nghe bài hát Hold On

I up this morning, this is insane
Rich as a motherfucker and much changed
my eyes, no suprise, I'm with a different bitch
Different day, ass, different tits
Strap under my pillow, I want the jit
I'm not supposed to do shit, but I forget
The true principles of are supply and demand
if you never sold dope it's hard to understand
My man got knowledge of self, at my God
out today's mathematics when that Mac go off
My volatile, grew up a violent child
Fuck a boy scout, I air ass out
Nigga, nice chain, dice game, try luck
Shoot a couple head cracks, while you up
I'm a fly nigga, my denim
medal around my neck like I won the Olympics

We came nothing, now they saying we straight
Nigga, up, hold on
on
These niggas, they every dime we make
up, hold on
on

We that deluxe apartment in the sky with a clear view
we get the D's in the rear view
We learn to play the how it's supposed to be played
And so you know, you violate, you supposed to be
It's not a big deal to me, calm
I'll shoot the shit out of a nigga, call it Barrel Bonds
But, if I don't do shit myself, bet I'll get it done
on my nigga, you shit on me, we of one
Used to do graffiti, now look we
Don't make me write my across your face with a razor
Re-Up, no joke, they say sample the bomb
shit can take a two and we cut this bitch with a one
Watch the fiends stand in for the potency
No lactose involved, pure coco
You can sniff that or that to my belief
money coming in like we run the streets

We came from nothing, now they we straight
Nigga, up, hold on
on
These niggas, watching every dime we make
up, hold on
on

This shit go how I said, go when it's time to
So say it's over your dead and that's the plan
You a gangster for real, you to ride?
Nigga, you gonna die a bad case of too much
my DNA, homie I'm a different kind
Hit the dial, that quick I'll get ya lined
We don't want your block, cop your work from us
Those niggas you call can't be trust
That all gold, I got the Midas touch
Sometimes it's hard as not to touch stuff
On the phone I heard 'Ye smacked the outta a kid
Now Jimmy got life, go him again
When war, it will be war to the bitter end
If they ever say we lose, I start it
Let's sneak the spray that Semi at your momma crib
With a we couldn't even hear that shit

We came from nothing, now they we straight
Nigga, hold up, on
on
These niggas, they watching every dime we
up, hold on
on