Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Up

Let go,

Bitch, I'm me, gangsta
Weezy F baby, in a manger
Trouble is my friend, I ain't far in the
Clip full of wings, turn you boys angels

Shoot ya in your halo, shoot you like
New Orleans A-hole, Flee-o,
All about my like bagels, they know
I'm raw like Qualo, like gay hoes

Weed so strong, it's like I tornadoes
Spit like 9s, 4 5th's, and 3 8
Niggas want problems, well, I am
back to pickin' cotton 'cause you niggas cotton candy

I'ma east side damu, deep water
you from your head to your shoulders, shampoo
Kush and the bamboo, in the bedroom
Pass bitch down like an heirloom, tunechi

up, hold up
Wait a
Hold up, up

We hustle nightfall
Party till
in the boxes
Don't this a gun fight

them other niggas
I fuck niggas bitches
shit
Trigga finger

And we hustle nightfall
till sunlight
in the boxes
Don't this a gun fight

Fuck other niggas
I fuck them niggas
shit
Trigga finger

up, hold up
Wait a
Hold up, up

Bitch, I'm streets, I rep that
Gimmie the beef, I'll put the beef in da
in the sweets, your bitch in the sheets
I fucked that bitch, mission

Real nigga gangsta conversation
I'm a real nigga, don't wit' imitations
Young Money, nigga, no limitations
I don't play games, simulation

one of y'all niggas say ya 'bout it?
It's a up world, T-Streets take ya out it
That's word to the glock, glock in my
Who's left shields better stop at the dot
up

Uh, married to the money, you're to the reception
And she came problems, fuck it, that's my step sons
in the Maybach, wake me when the jet come
And I keep the toast, turn yo' ass to crumbs

Uh, based on a true
I got a million flows, they ain't 2 storey's
Sleepin' on the edge, I hope I toss and turn
Shoot down the bird and that's how I get the worm, yeah

Real university, alumni
check my watch and that bitch say sometimes
She say I'm in her, it feel like I'm soul searchin'
And they say money talks, well, it's my spokes

Uh, grab a star the sun roof
I fuck her in her dreams and make her true
Yeah, Money in the power
Send my B's at you like a flower

Hold up, up, hold up
Wait a
Hold up, up

We till nightfall
Party sunlight
Guns in the
Don't make a gun fight

Fuck other niggas
I fuck niggas bitches
Benadryl
Trigga finger

And we hustle till
Party till
Guns in the
make this a gun fight

Fuck them other
I them niggas bitches
shit
Trigga finger

Hold up, up
a minute
Hold up, up