Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Up

[Intro - Chamillionaire -
Hold up, up
If you got change for a dollar in pocket right now
Then it's to exit the club
If you've been sippin out the cup since you got here and now you swallowin ice (woo)
Then it's to exit the club
If you made one toss and all the money you had disappeared, then step to the rear
Then it's time to your game up

ch-ch-cheah, ch-ch-cheah, ch-ch-cheah, mayne

- Chamillionaire]
Got a couple hold it up (up)
With your hand and say man hold up (man hold up)
in the front blowin up (up)
With the fat stacks in the club, us (man that's us)
My boys got the club up
Stacks so fat, that can't fold up (can't fold up)
The girls in the club us (us)
we act bad everytime we show up (sho nuff)

[Verse -
Yeah, you know on tonight
I got 'em strippin for my tip I'm in "Harlem Nights" ($5 Tuesdays nigga)
Uh, and I got on all this ice (woo)
I just came Johnny the Jeweler, better guard your sight (just paid Johnny partner)
Uh, yeah, in "Gentlemen's"
These other boys is holdin ones, we Benjamins (that's real talk)
Uh, yeah, go and send 'em in
Cause we so rich, them haters sick, but ain't no medicine (them sick)
Uh, yeah, harassin us
Who's vehicle is this? Is somethin you've asked enough (for real)
Uh, yeah, groupies for just
We kick 'em out that candy door, they come right back to us (come right to us, already)
Uh, yeah, the golden was up
but I saw gold and was old, so I got platinum plus (revenge)
Uh, yeah, it if you bad enough
But if you not get up outta or back it up (back, back it up)
Uh, Pimp C OG's, so I'm a by that bar in here, like he told me (that Sweet Jones)
Uh, yeah, my nigga on me
I got some dough you can "Get Throwed" like the Bun B (throwed, throwed)
Uh, yeah, they wanna be like me, I'm in that lot, I'm hoppin outta ESV's
Uh, (yeah), she tried to kept on me
when I spot my trunk and "Swang" it like T-R-A-E (swang and I swang and I swang to the left)
Uh, yeah, don't act like forgot
that been makin Houston hits legit as Rap-A-Lot (what up International Red)
Uh, yeah, let off the gas and
if you still spinnin like them mix show DJ's, add the box (what up of the Boys)
Uh, yeah, we watchin Magnavox, the car TV's is big enough, in the back can watch (already)
Uh, yeah, they my cash to stop, but it won't stop (it won't stop)
cause I stay grindin my casket drop (now run it back)
Uh, yeah, they want my to stop, but it won't stop (ch-cheah)
cause I stay grindin 'til my drop (Chamillitary mayne)
They told me that talk is cheap, but hoes be sure talkin
to be moonwalkin, now those be strobe walkin
Broke hoes for sure callin, fo fos and fos
Don't play with my paper get a broke nose and oh
Sure starvin, hungry for fetti it's fettuccine
Got a problem, they see me, I'ma solve it, believe me
Better be good at magic and bottle the genie
Had to holla at Jay, cause the neck just better blingy
Wanna be me, I'm just too real to be
If you know me, yeah you never met me, then you should hate it
You can have an opinion, but I one to debate it
If you ridin spinners, stop it, that nonsense is
Even if you on dubs, especially if you on
Them sixes is stationary, but somethin you will love
out to the blue and cuz, shout out to my B and bloods
We ain't be gangsta, for real, we just doin us
Yeah we gettin that paper, if you say we're not
It's obvious you residin somewhere up under a
Got 'em outside, they love how the trunk pop
Like Block is me, they be all on my Yung Joc
Reppin them hard blocks, where hustlers they all ready
lady all hung up on you, now she callin your boy's celly
And that's because petty, my paper's for sure heavy
play cause that boy deadly with hands like that boy Freddie