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Hold Up
Boosie Badazz;Webbie
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Yeah, nigga
This for them niggas talkin' 'bout they got it on they mind
Won't get it off they chest
Actin' like they got it in they heart
It's them same pussy ass niggas you gon' see
On they back, somewhere on they ass
Somewhere up under that dirt
6, We ain't playin' like that
I put that on a youngsta
Webbie, handle that, man
Now I grew up around triggers, but it wasn't the triggers
It was niggas huggin' the triggers that was bustin' the heads
And I grew up around chickens, but it wasn't the chickens
It was niggas flippin' the chickens that was duckin' the feds
And show up with a chopper and it won't be the chopper
That's bustin' the chopper that have 'em runnin' and scared
And I'll show up with a chopper and it won't be the chopper
It'll be me (DJ Michael Watts)
And I'll show up with a chopper and it won't be the chopper
That's bustin' the chopper that have 'em runnin' and scared
And send you to the doctor and the doctor can try
But don't blame the doctor 'cause your bitch ass dead
I ain't never scared, been out here, I'ma be out here
If you come out here, you see me out here
Hooked up with Bun B out here, now we tryna get Pimp C out here
Hooked up with Bun B out here, now we tryna get Pimp C out here
Hooked up with Bun B out here, now we tryna get Pimp C out
Webbie, man, y'all know what's up
Young Savage don't give a fuck
Twenty-threes on every truck when me and my niggas load up
Grew up around licks, but it wasn't the licks
It was niggas hittin' the licks that was makin' the bread
I grew up around bitches, but it wasn't the bitches
It was niggas pimpin' the bitches that was gettin' the head
Now hold up, hold up
Rough and rugged, we grew up as soldiers, soldiers
Tell me how you think you gon' control us, 'trol us
I got partners with big choppers and all I gotta holler is load up
Tellin' you now I don't play no games 'cause I be on some gangsta shit
Swing your corner, creep up on you, let it loose and stank you, bitch
Tellin' you now I don't play no games 'cause I be on some gangsta shit
Swing your corner, creep up on you, let it loose and stank you
Bet y'all coward asses gettin' scared now, ain't you bitches?
See y'all won't be hoes, so bend over, let me spank you bitches
Perpetratin', boy, listen
Them choppers get to dumpin' and penetratin' them chests-es
And the way they got me feelin', ain't no sense in wearin' vests-es
I'm straight up blessin' niggas, I ain't even askin' questions
Shit, nigga, for what?
I don't believe in askin' questions, I'm a nigga with guts
And 'fore I let a nigga play me, I'll jolts for a buck
Close range with a .380
Leave his ass leakin' while he shakin' on the pavement
Beat him down like a white man durin' slavery
Leave him cryin' for his fuckin' mama like a baby
Old cussin' ass nigga
Actin' like a bitch'll make me whoop your ass, nigga
Get your mind right, old pussy ass nigga
Get your mind right, old pussy ass nigga
Old pussy ass nigga, old pussy nigga
Now hold up, hold up
Rough and rugged, we grew up as soldiers, soldiers
Tell me how you think you gon' control us, 'trol us
I got partners with big choppers and all I gotta holler is load up
You think this shit a game? Man, you just wait 'til I come over
You ain't really gotta change, you might as well just kill yourself
'Less your body made of steel, I'm tellin'
You bring your ass home, aight?
Now I done said it, be hard-headed or get blast on
Niggas with masks on be on top of your roof
You gon' think that Bin Laden people got to choppin' at you
This shit is serious, nigga, my life is drama
If you want comedy, stay inside and watch a comic
Don't get it started unless you really want the shit to get started
'Cause when I get started, this shit gon' get retarded, ya heard me?
I grew up with nothin' but soldiers and warriors, ya heard me?
Use your common sense, why the fuck you think they call it the Dirty?
A lot of niggas get served, a lot of niggas be servin'
I like to see niggas duckin' when I be bootin' and squirtin'
'Cause they 'round here thuggin' when
They should be 'round here twerklin'
So from here on out, it ain't no fuckin' mercy, ya bitch
Now hold up, hold up
Rough and rugged, we grew up as soldiers, soldiers
Tell me how you think you gon' control us, 'trol us
I got partners with big choppers and all I gotta holler is load up
Michael Watts
I'm not gon' lie, man
This right here is the hardest shit I did this year, man
You know what I'm sayin'?
Gangsta music, Boosie and Webbie
Real niggas doin' real shit, man
You know what I'm sayin'?
And if y'all niggas want me to chop y'all shit up
Holla at me, swishahouse.com
And for all y'all niggas that like Boosie and Webbie
Y'all want more, holla at 'em, man
Hit that internet, man
Www.trillentertainment.net
Holla, Michael Watts, I'm out this bitch
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