Представляем точный текст композиции "Man Hold Up" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Chamillionaire . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Man Hold Up» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Chamillionaire передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Chamillionaire - "Man Hold Up"
Lyrics to Man Hold Up : [Intro - Chamillionaire - talking] Hold up, hold up If you got change for a dollar in your pocket right now Then its time to exit the club If youve been sippin out the same cup since you got here and now you swallowin ice (woo) Then its time to exit the club If you made one toss and all the money you had disappeared, then please step to the rear Then its time to step your game up ch-ch-cheah, ch-ch-cheah, ch-ch-cheah, Chamillitary mayne [Chorus - Chamillionaire] Got a couple grand hold it up (up) With your left hand and say man hold up (man hold up) Boys in the front blowin up (up) With the fat stacks in the club, thats us (man thats us) My boys got the club sewed up Stacks so fat, that they cant fold up (cant fold up) The girls in the club know us (us) Because we act bad everytime we show up (sho nuff) [Verse 1 - Chamillionaire] Yeah, you know its on tonight I got em strippin for my tip when Im in "Harlem Nights" ($5 Tuesdays nigga) Uh, yeah and I got on all this ice (woo) I just came from Johnny the Jeweler, better guard your sight (just paid Johnny partner) Uh, yeah, in Dallas "Gentlemens" These other boys is holdin ones, we holdin Benjamins (thats real talk) Uh, yeah, go ahead and send em in Cause we so rich, them haters sick, but aint no medicine (them haters sick) Uh, yeah, police harassin us Whos vehicle is this' Is somethin that youve asked enough (for real) Uh, yeah, groupies for passin just We kick em out that candy door, they come right back to us (come right back to us, already) Uh, yeah, the golden plaques was up but I saw gold and that was old, so I got platinum plus (revenge) Uh, yeah, bring it if you bad enough But if you not get up outta here or back it up (back, back it up) Uh, Pimp C OGs, so Im a ballin by that bar in here, like he told me (that Sweet Jones) Uh, yeah, my nigga drinks on me I got some dough you can "Get Throwed" like the homie Bun B (throwed, throwed) Uh, yeah, they wanna be like me, Im in that lot, Im hoppin outta candy ESVs Uh, yeah (yeah), she tried to kept on me thats 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, dont act like yall forgot that Ive been makin Houston hits legit as Rap-A-Lot (what up International Red) Uh, yeah, let off the gas and stop if you still spinnin like them mix show DJs, add the box (what up home of the Boys) Uh, yeah, we watchin Magnavox, the car TVs is big enough, boys in the back can watch (already) Uh, yeah, they want my cash to stop, but it wont stop (it wont stop) cause I stay grindin til my casket drop (now run it back) Uh, yeah, they want my cash to stop, but it wont stop (ch-cheah) cause I stay grindin til my casket drop (Chamillitary mayne) They told me that talk is cheap, but broke hoes be sure talkin Used to be moonwalkin, now those be strobe walkin Broke hoes for sure callin, fo fos and fos crawlin Dont play with my paper get a broke nose and oh darling Sure starvin, hungry for fetti like its fettuccine Got a problem, they see me, cause Ima solve it, believe me Better be good at magic and bottle the baddest genie Had to holla at Jay, cause the neck just look better blingy Wanna be me, Im just too real to be duplicated If you dont know me, yeah you never met me, then you should hate it You can have an opinion, but I aint one to debate it If you ridin spinners, stop it, that nonsense is overrated Even if you on dubs, especially if you on hubs Them sixes is stationary, but somethin that you will love Shout out to the blue and cuz, shout out to my B and bloods We aint tryna be gangsta, for real, we just doin us Yeah we gettin that paper, if you say that were not Its obvious you residin somewhere up under a rock Got em staring outside, they love how the trunk pop Like Block E-N-T is me, they be all on my Yung Joc Reppin them hard blocks, where them hustlers they all ready Your lady all hung up on you, now she callin your boys celly And thats because yall petty, my papers for sure heavy Dont play cause that boy deadly with hands like that boy Freddie [Chorus] [ Man Hold Up Lyrics ]
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