Luyện nghe bài hát Hold On

I more dope than I sold records
You niggas records, never sold dope
So I hearing none of that street shit
Cause in my mind, you sold soap
Got rich hope to the hopeless
But I'm a thinker, methodic in my
I motivate to put my niggas into
No woman, no child, no witness, no
Like but it's God's face in that mirror
We was made in his image, dialing and much clearer
Scoring from the but I wanted mine purer
Aryan, blonde hair, blue-eyed like the
The and the jury, the jewellery mad froze
colors on my neck, fuck rhyming when you blinding niggas
We ain't the same clarity of diamond, nigga
Nah, I ain't got nothing in common with
Pain in my heart, it's as black as my
They tipping the scale for these to win
No reading, no writing, us savage of men
praying for jail but I mastered the pen
Descendant kings, we at it again
Just hand me the crown, I'm again
Everything that it seems, my passion again
Was my dream, the immaculate win

I was pissing my shorts having nigga thoughts
Wish I had a before all the friends I done fought
Over night I seen a go get a Carrera
Two weeks later I had to be boy pallbearer
king bury me inside a glass casket
Windex wipe me down for the life
Crack living like a hoop star
marble, white walls in my new spot
Four chains, big studs, a too fly
Top down, top, I think I'm 2Pac
So I'm labeled the rebel, nigga get on my
We were born to be kings, major league teams
Chasing my paper, fathom my wealth
Built a in Ethiopia, should enroll in myself
God body and mind, food for the
When you feeding on hate, you empty, my nigga, it
Follow the codes, ain't no love for these
If you and you fall I got you my nigga, hold on
If you right or you wrong, if you come on
By the end of song, can't be hiding for long
I seen children get slaughtered, grandmothers assaulted
Throw a gang sign, dare you do about it
Fuck copping them foams, when you the home
Cop a kilo and have them people on top of your

Follow the codes, ain't no love for hoes
If you slipping you fall, I got you, my nigga, on
If you right or you wrong, if you riding on
By the end of this song, I got you, my nigga, on