Hold On Be Strong (Matoma Remix)-The Notorious B.I.G./2Pac
Hold on...
Yeah it's gonna be alright, don't trip baby
It'll get better...
Ay do this Thug style main, Thug style
It's all good, uhh
I never had much, ran with a bad bunch
Little skinny kid sneakin shit in my bag lunch
And all through Junior High, we was just gettin by
And drivebys robbed my homies of their young lives
I never did cry, and even though I had
They couldn't tell me nothin, they all tried to help to help me
The ********* had my mind gone it wasn't healthy
I travelled places, caught cases, what a ill year
I felt the pain and the rain but I'm still here
Never did like the police, let the whole world know
Now I gets no peace, cause they chasin me down
And facin me now, what do I do?
These thangs that a Thug goes through
And still I rise so keep ya head up, and make ya mind strong
It's a struggle every day but you gotta hold on
To all the ladies in the place with style and grace
Allow me to lace these lyrical duches in your bushes
Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mommies?
The back of the club, sippin Moet, is where you'll find me
The back of the club, mackin hoes, my crew's behind me
Mad question askin, blunt passin, music blastin
But I just can't quit
Because one of these honies Biggie gots ta creep with
Sleep with, keep the ep a secret why not
Now check it, I got more Mack than Craig and in the bed
Believe me sweety I got enough to feed the needy
No need to be greedy I got mad friends with Benz's
C-notes by the layers, true ****** players
Jump in the Rover and come over
tell your friends jump in the GS3, I got the chronic by the tree
Never a good day, cause in my hood they
let they AK's pump strays where the kids play
And every Halloween, check out the murder scene
Can't help but duplicate the violence seen on the screen
My homies dyin 'fore they get to see they birthdays
These is the worst days, sometimes it hurts to pray
And even God turned his back on the ghetto youth
I know that ain't the truth, sometimes I look for proof
I wonder if heaven got a ghetto, and if it does
Does it matter if you blood or you cuz
Remember how it was, the picnics and the parties in the projects
Small time drinkin gettin high with them armies
Just another knucklehead kid from the gutter
I'm dealin with the madness, raised by a single mother
I'm tryin to tell you when it's on
You gotta keep your head to the sky and be strong, most of all
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:15.21]Hold On Be Strong (Matoma Remix)-The Notorious B.I.G./2Pac
[00:17.28]Hold on...
[00:17.64]Yeah it's gonna be alright, don't trip baby
[00:18.90]It'll get better...
[00:19.32]Ay do this Thug style main, Thug style
[00:21.42]It's all good, uhh
[00:21.99]I never had much, ran with a bad bunch
[00:24.36]Little skinny kid sneakin shit in my bag lunch
[00:27.24]And all through Junior High, we was just gettin by
[00:29.91]And drivebys robbed my homies of their young lives
[00:32.55]I never did cry, and even though I had
[00:37.77]They couldn't tell me nothin, they all tried to help to help me
[00:41.16]The ********* had my mind gone it wasn't healthy
[00:43.11]I travelled places, caught cases, what a ill year
[00:45.72]I felt the pain and the rain but I'm still here
[00:48.18]Never did like the police, let the whole world know
[00:50.97]Now I gets no peace, cause they chasin me down
[00:53.97]And facin me now, what do I do?
[00:55.77]These thangs that a Thug goes through
[00:57.96]And still I rise so keep ya head up, and make ya mind strong
[01:01.74]It's a struggle every day but you gotta hold on
[01:04.02]To all the ladies in the place with style and grace
[01:05.25]Allow me to lace these lyrical duches in your bushes
[01:06.57]Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mommies?
[01:07.68]The back of the club, sippin Moet, is where you'll find me
[01:08.76]The back of the club, mackin hoes, my crew's behind me
[01:09.81]Mad question askin, blunt passin, music blastin
[01:10.95]But I just can't quit
[01:11.76]Because one of these honies Biggie gots ta creep with
[01:12.81]Sleep with, keep the ep a secret why not
[01:14.61]Now check it, I got more Mack than Craig and in the bed
[01:16.26]Believe me sweety I got enough to feed the needy
[01:18.33]No need to be greedy I got mad friends with Benz's
[01:19.53]C-notes by the layers, true ****** players
[01:20.28]Jump in the Rover and come over
[01:23.88]tell your friends jump in the GS3, I got the chronic by the tree
[01:25.32]Never a good day, cause in my hood they
[01:27.66]let they AK's pump strays where the kids play
[01:30.60]And every Halloween, check out the murder scene
[01:33.21]Can't help but duplicate the violence seen on the screen
[01:35.82]My homies dyin 'fore they get to see they birthdays
[01:38.52]These is the worst days, sometimes it hurts to pray
[01:41.16]And even God turned his back on the ghetto youth
[01:43.83]I know that ain't the truth, sometimes I look for proof
[01:46.29]I wonder if heaven got a ghetto, and if it does
[01:48.54]Does it matter if you blood or you cuz
[01:50.67]Remember how it was, the picnics and the parties in the projects
[01:54.12]Small time drinkin gettin high with them armies
[01:56.85]Just another knucklehead kid from the gutter
[01:59.31]I'm dealin with the madness, raised by a single mother
[02:02.31]I'm tryin to tell you when it's on
[02:03.84]You gotta keep your head to the sky and be strong, most of all
Hold On Be Strong (Matoma Remix)-The Notorious B.I.G./2Pac
Hold on...
Yeah it's gonna be alright, don't trip baby
It'll get better...
Ay do this Thug style main, Thug style
It's all good, uhh
I never had much, ran with a bad bunch
Little skinny kid sneakin shit in my bag lunch
And all through Junior High, we was just gettin by
And drivebys robbed my homies of their young lives
I never did cry, and even though I had
They couldn't tell me nothin, they all tried to help to help me
The ********* had my mind gone it wasn't healthy
I travelled places, caught cases, what a ill year
I felt the pain and the rain but I'm still here
Never did like the police, let the whole world know
Now I gets no peace, cause they chasin me down
And facin me now, what do I do?
These thangs that a Thug goes through
And still I rise so keep ya head up, and make ya mind strong
It's a struggle every day but you gotta hold on
To all the ladies in the place with style and grace
Allow me to lace these lyrical duches in your bushes
Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mommies?
The back of the club, sippin Moet, is where you'll find me
The back of the club, mackin hoes, my crew's behind me
Mad question askin, blunt passin, music blastin
But I just can't quit
Because one of these honies Biggie gots ta creep with
Sleep with, keep the ep a secret why not
Now check it, I got more Mack than Craig and in the bed
Believe me sweety I got enough to feed the needy
No need to be greedy I got mad friends with Benz's
C-notes by the layers, true ****** players
Jump in the Rover and come over
tell your friends jump in the GS3, I got the chronic by the tree
Never a good day, cause in my hood they
let they AK's pump strays where the kids play
And every Halloween, check out the murder scene
Can't help but duplicate the violence seen on the screen
My homies dyin 'fore they get to see they birthdays
These is the worst days, sometimes it hurts to pray
And even God turned his back on the ghetto youth
I know that ain't the truth, sometimes I look for proof
I wonder if heaven got a ghetto, and if it does
Does it matter if you blood or you cuz
Remember how it was, the picnics and the parties in the projects
Small time drinkin gettin high with them armies
Just another knucklehead kid from the gutter
I'm dealin with the madness, raised by a single mother
I'm tryin to tell you when it's on
You gotta keep your head to the sky and be strong, most of all
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:15.21]Hold On Be Strong (Matoma Remix)-The Notorious B.I.G./2Pac
[00:17.28]Hold on...
[00:17.64]Yeah it's gonna be alright, don't trip baby
[00:18.90]It'll get better...
[00:19.32]Ay do this Thug style main, Thug style
[00:21.42]It's all good, uhh
[00:21.99]I never had much, ran with a bad bunch
[00:24.36]Little skinny kid sneakin shit in my bag lunch
[00:27.24]And all through Junior High, we was just gettin by
[00:29.91]And drivebys robbed my homies of their young lives
[00:32.55]I never did cry, and even though I had
[00:37.77]They couldn't tell me nothin, they all tried to help to help me
[00:41.16]The ********* had my mind gone it wasn't healthy
[00:43.11]I travelled places, caught cases, what a ill year
[00:45.72]I felt the pain and the rain but I'm still here
[00:48.18]Never did like the police, let the whole world know
[00:50.97]Now I gets no peace, cause they chasin me down
[00:53.97]And facin me now, what do I do?
[00:55.77]These thangs that a Thug goes through
[00:57.96]And still I rise so keep ya head up, and make ya mind strong
[01:01.74]It's a struggle every day but you gotta hold on
[01:04.02]To all the ladies in the place with style and grace
[01:05.25]Allow me to lace these lyrical duches in your bushes
[01:06.57]Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mommies?
[01:07.68]The back of the club, sippin Moet, is where you'll find me
[01:08.76]The back of the club, mackin hoes, my crew's behind me
[01:09.81]Mad question askin, blunt passin, music blastin
[01:10.95]But I just can't quit
[01:11.76]Because one of these honies Biggie gots ta creep with
[01:12.81]Sleep with, keep the ep a secret why not
[01:14.61]Now check it, I got more Mack than Craig and in the bed
[01:16.26]Believe me sweety I got enough to feed the needy
[01:18.33]No need to be greedy I got mad friends with Benz's
[01:19.53]C-notes by the layers, true ****** players
[01:20.28]Jump in the Rover and come over
[01:23.88]tell your friends jump in the GS3, I got the chronic by the tree
[01:25.32]Never a good day, cause in my hood they
[01:27.66]let they AK's pump strays where the kids play
[01:30.60]And every Halloween, check out the murder scene
[01:33.21]Can't help but duplicate the violence seen on the screen
[01:35.82]My homies dyin 'fore they get to see they birthdays
[01:38.52]These is the worst days, sometimes it hurts to pray
[01:41.16]And even God turned his back on the ghetto youth
[01:43.83]I know that ain't the truth, sometimes I look for proof
[01:46.29]I wonder if heaven got a ghetto, and if it does
[01:48.54]Does it matter if you blood or you cuz
[01:50.67]Remember how it was, the picnics and the parties in the projects
[01:54.12]Small time drinkin gettin high with them armies
[01:56.85]Just another knucklehead kid from the gutter
[01:59.31]I'm dealin with the madness, raised by a single mother
[02:02.31]I'm tryin to tell you when it's on
[02:03.84]You gotta keep your head to the sky and be strong, most of all
Put your make up on，
Get your nails done，
Curl your hair，
Run the extra mile，
Keep it slim so they like you, do they like you?
Get your sexy on，
Don't...
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