Luyện nghe bài hát Hold On

I up this morning, this is insane
Rich as a motherfucker and ain't changed
Open my eyes, no suprise, I'm a different bitch
Different day, different ass, tits
under my pillow, I don't want the jit
I'm not supposed to do this shit, but I
The true principles of are supply and demand
Guess if you never sold dope it's to understand
My man got of self, at my back God
Find out mathematics when that Mac go off
My temper volatile, up a violent child
Fuck a boy scout, I air ass out
Nigga, nice chain, game, try your luck
Shoot a couple cracks, leave while you up
I'm a fly nigga, my vintage
Gold medal around my neck like I won the

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

We want that deluxe apartment in the sky with a clear
Instead we get the D's in the 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 the shit out of a nigga, then call it Barrel Bonds
But, if I do this 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 me write my name across your face with a razor
Re-Up, no joke, they say sample the bomb
This shit can take a two and we cut bitch with a one
Watch the fiends in line for the potency
No lactose involved, coco leaf
You can sniff that or that to my belief
That money in like we run the streets

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

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

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