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Артист: U.G.K. f C-NoteНазвание : Holdin` NaДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : Видео:
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Going down,say bitch, tell me what you think about me? I keep a bad yellow hammer bitch cooking G`s And I got a candy `84 on 3`s And I keep these R&B bitches on they knees I pimp so hard I was fucking up the game Nigga, you`re a lame you ain`t holding like Sweet James They (??) on my phone, call me Sir Jones Make a lot a money, so I keep the chrome 20`s on the car, keep a pint of bar Gripping on the wood, playing above the law Hustlas, ballers, selling boys cane Fuck y`all pussy niggas too, it`s whatever y`all wanna do....do [Chorus: Bun B] Dollars, we foldin` na, slab, we rollin` na, bitches we controllin` na Man, I`m Holdin na (Repeat 4x) [Verse Two: Bun B] Man, I break the scene, way before I became a teen Crushing boys on the boulevard from summer to spring Music orientated, so when the rap game originated I beat it like puzzle pieces, niggas could fade it I made it to levels that other players only dream Brought heat to the scene, make the on me cream And my money went from green to poppin` chrome Plus I Got my self a yellow jazzy (????) to bone Got the home and the cars, got the plaques and the stacks But mane back in the days, it wasn`t nothing like that Shit, I remember when at first they wasn`t really with it But they damn near shitted on themselves when we did it `cause we holdin` na [Chorus] [Verse Three: C-Note] I`m holdin` na, big Benz looking swollen na Because we young, they probably thinking that we stole it na My papers` foldin` na, cigars, we be rolling na And it`s the whole third coast and we control it na Down south we sippin` nothin` but bar Four TV`s in my cars, I`m a ghetto star Chromin` blades on escaldes and parking lot pimpin` We got these broads steady trippin` cause it platinum we shippin` From Clover Land to PA (Port Arson) It be on for life And if you fucking with them boys, you might lose your life Niggas runnin` in your crib, you might lose your wife And if we (???) at the light you might lose your ice It`s the C the N to the O-T-E And you can crown me like a king, like my niggas UG I put it down for (???) and that SUC We hit the spots on all the blocks, we keep it H-O-T nigga we holdin` na [Chorus] | Похожие исполнители: |
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