Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Up

Let go,

Bitch, I'm me, gangsta
Weezy F baby, in a manger
Trouble is my friend, I far in the danger
Clip of wings, turn you boys into angels

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

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

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

Hold up, up
Wait a
up, hold up

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

Fuck them niggas
I fuck them niggas
shit
Trigga finger

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

Fuck them niggas
I fuck them bitches
Benadryl
finger itches

Hold up, up
Wait a
up, hold up

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

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

Which one of niggas say ya 'bout it?
It's a fucked up world, take ya out it
That's to the glock, glock in my sock
Who's left shields better stop at the dot
up

Uh, married to the money, welcome to the reception
And she came with problems, it, that's my step sons
Sleepin' in the Maybach, me when the jet come
And I keep the toast, turn yo' ass to bread

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

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

Uh, a star from the sun roof
I fuck her in her dreams and her come true
Yeah, Young 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
till sunlight
Guns in the
Don't make a gun fight

them other niggas
I them niggas bitches
Benadryl
Trigga itches

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

Fuck them niggas
I fuck them niggas
shit
Trigga itches

up, hold up
Wait a
Hold up, up