Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Up

Let go,

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

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

Weed so strong, it's like I twist
like 9s, 4 5th's, and 3 8 oh's
Niggas problems, well, I am problematic
It's back to pickin' cotton you niggas cotton candy

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

Hold up, up
a minute
Hold up, up

We hustle nightfall
Party sunlight
Guns in the
Don't make this a gun

Fuck them niggas
I fuck them niggas
Benadryl
Trigga itches

And we till nightfall
Party till
in the boxes
Don't make a gun fight

them other niggas
I fuck them bitches
shit
Trigga finger

Hold up, up
a minute
Hold up, up

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

Real nigga talk gangsta
I'm a real nigga, don't fuck wit'
Young Money, nigga, ain't no
I don't play games, simulation

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

Uh, to the money, you're welcome to the reception
And she came with problems, fuck it, my step sons
Sleepin' in the Maybach, wake me when the jet
And I keep the toast, yo' ass to bread crumbs

Uh, based on a story
I got a flows, they ain't even 2 storey's
Sleepin' on the edge, I hope I toss and turn
Shoot down the early bird and 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 talks, well, it's my spokes person

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

Hold up, up, hold up
a minute
Hold up, up

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

Fuck them niggas
I fuck them niggas
Benadryl
Trigga itches

And we hustle till
Party till
in the boxes
Don't make this a gun

Fuck them other
I them niggas bitches
Benadryl
Trigga itches

Hold up, up
Wait a
Hold up, up