Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Let Go

Uh.
Yea.
(don't let go)
Life,
(don't let go)

I'm the coldest of the coldest, the of the dopest
The smoothest of the and locest of the locest
The whole world on point for this new joint that I put together
So kindly, and you can find on the coast with the most
High post, plain coast with a bunch thug niggas, dealers
Project fools, past dem tools
Shit I'm bout to make these get up
I draw the line between yours and
And sure you don't get lit up
Hit ha on the fickin set when dip
Dogg pound mutha fuckin gangsta
Split wigs for a everydays thanksgiving
Mutha y'all rides, we slides we dippin
Nigga the tanks, driven by the mr. master p
Lil silkky, mystikal, c and me and
Nigga be trippin, you got my lil homie in the cut
That slim nigga , he known for dippin

(don't let go)
If you love ta bang
And the rap game is like the dope game
The minute you forget it, it you finished
niggas know when you ain't with it
Thats they get ignent

(don't let go)
Like a twista, a twista, get twisted with this
It seems it's on, but it's off, I keep missin shit
I'm high but I try to focused wide eye
dead at the chips, I blink, they dip
(don't let go)
Like a twista like a twista get twisted with
It seems it's on but off I keep missing this shit
I'm but I try to stay focused wide eye
Lookin dead at the chips, I blink, dip
(don't let go)
It's worth to on for life
For (don't let go)
Its the hang on (don't let go)
Yea


(life life)

Check out
I'm the of the hardest
The of the realest
But see I don't nothin but g's ballers and killers
So pardon my g
If yo bitch is seen wit one of my niggas in the
You best she done ate a gangsta dick
And you cant fault my for dat
We just a bunch of thug niggas, ex drug
The kind of gangsta ass niggas your bitch love niggas
Don't so that to 'cause I'm a tell you right now they plug niggas
They slug
Now if yo bitch way out of
Because when I steppin to doggy dogg you take your time
Cause out on a fuckin with slim
And you don't even that 'cause ain't nobody told you that
We need you to em dat (don't let go)
'cause I'm a pistol strappin car jackin hoe mc
I don't why all y'all bitches is fuckin with me
Fuck all my enemies, and cheese with cheese
Circuit tapes with by the 3's in keys
Biggie was too large and tupac was too
Niggas had homies heat on the street and he got killed
How the fuck did that happen I y'all niggas was rappin
Shit but in this real world shit, thnags keep crackin
drive bys and kiddnapping
Shit when u head up out the door foget the four
leave home with out it
Now why dog, niggas everywhere gettin rowdy and it
And don't doubt it, real aside and don't forget it
Its I said when you ain't with it niggas get ignent

(don't let go)
a twista, like a twista, get twisted with dis
It seems on but it's off I keep missing this shit
I'm but I try to stay focused wide eye
Lookin at the chips, I blink, they dip
(don't let go)

Its to hang on
I try I try
Life
(don't let go)
Yea
(don't let go)