Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Ya Head

My homeboys in Clinton and Island
All the
Mumia, Mutulu, Geronimo,
All the political
San Quentin, who can save you, all the houses
I'm you

Yeah, one thug, one
You're to the sounds of one, thug
(How do we the music playing?)
One thug, one
You're to the sounds of
(How do we get ahead?)

I wake up early in the mornin', so military
Suckers fantasizin' pictures of a young buried
Was it me, the weed or this I lead
If is for suckers then tonight we bleed

Out for all that, knowin' that this world drawbacks
Look how I shiver once I deliver raw raps.
me at the cemetery dressed in black
Tonight we, honor the dead, who won't be back

So if I die, do the same for me, no tears
An Outlaw, thug livin' in this game for
Why worry, hope to God, get me high I'm buried
Knowin' deep inside a few love me

rush me to the gates of Heaven, let me picture for a while
How I lived for my days as a child, I now
How do we outlast, always get
Stay if we all mash, hold ya head

How do we keep the music
(Yes, you got to ya head)
How do we get
(Hold head)
Too many young black brothers are
(Yes, you got to ya head)
fast, too fast

Yo, these felonies be prophecies beggin' me to stop
'Cause these lawyers money every time they knock us
Snatchin' pockets lyrically, suckers flea when they
Switched my name to Makaveli, half the rap closed

Exposed foes with my pocus flows they froze
Now idolize my, chosen blows
And mo' money mean litigatin, mo' hatin'
Got a cell at the pen for me waitin', is my fate?

Miss me that misdemeanor thinkin', me fall back?
Never that, too Tequila drinkin', we all that
Make them understand me, if not I slang my
Everyone with me is 'cause everybody's got me

Watch me paint a vision, this life we livin'
Got us all up in prison
Last week I got a letter from my road dog, written in
Saying, "Please show a love", hold ya head, hold it

How do we keep the playing
(Yes, you got to ya head)
How do we get
(Hold head)
Too many young black are dying
(Yes, you got to ya head)
Livin' fast, too

The got me tweakin' in my mind, I'm thinkin'
God bless the that can hold his own
Indeed, enemies bleed I hold my chrome
Let these words be the last to my seeds

Hope to raise my young in this world of greed
Currency means if you still ain't free
Money jealousy, take the game from me
I for better days, trouble comes naturally

Running from authorities they capture me
And my, aim is to spread mo' smiles tears
lessons learned from my childhood years
Maybe had it all right, rest yo' head

conversation all night, bless the dead
To my homies that I to have that no longer roll
Catch a brother at the
Plus nobody knows my soul, watchin' time
Through the glass of my drop top Rolls, ya head

How do we keep the playing
(Yes, you got to ya head)
How do we get
(No matter how hard it get, feel me, on)
(Hold head)

Too many young black are dying
(Get the weed, drink a drink, a book)
(Yes, you got to ya head)
fast, too fast
(Watch the stars, get pussy, whatever)

How do we keep the playing
(Yes, you got to ya head)
How do we get