Luyện nghe bài hát Hold On

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

I was pissing my having rich nigga thoughts
Wish I had a before all the friends I done fought
night I seen a nigga go get a Carrera
Two weeks I had to be that boy pallbearer
Young king me inside a glass casket
Windex wipe me down for the after
Crack living like a hoop star
Black marble, white in my new spot
Four chains, big studs, a too fly
Top down, tank top, I think I'm
So I'm labeled the rebel, nigga get on my
We were born to be kings, only league teams
Chasing my paper, couldn't fathom my
Built a school in Ethiopia, enroll in myself
God body and mind, for the soul
you feeding on hate, you empty, my nigga, it shows
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 riding on
By the end of this song, can't be hiding for
I seen get slaughtered, niggas' grandmothers assaulted
Throw a gang sign, dare you do about it
Fuck copping them foams, you copping the home
Cop a kilo and have people on top of your home

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