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lirik lagu hol up – jo$h2lit

intro
i said is you ready n-gg-?
yeah my head was heavy n-gg-
benzs back to back, black on black
this ain’t no chevy n-gg- x3

i said is you ready n-gg-?
yeah my head was heavy n-gg-
benzs back to back, black on
benz back to back , black on

verse 1
myles said that it’s time to turn up
so i grabbed the gas and guess it’s time to burn up
i was skipping cl-ss cause i ain’t never learn none
i was in that field but i ain’t never tote guns (baahhh)

i ain’t never shoot unless my homies was
tryna get some target practice in and we was always practicing
i remember bussin juggs when all the racks was in (kick in yo do)
i remember smelling good when all the packs ws in (smokin dat dope)

i remember hitting blocks when n-gg-s copped they new straps
you could risk yo life but you don’t really wanna lose
turn a half into a whole, my n-gg- how you do that
turn a quarter to a half, you flip it and you move that

12 tryna take yo soul when they can’t even prove that
when a n-gg- try you up, you shoot, you shoot, he shoot back
if a n-gg- talk about yo momma you gone buss him
i heard that you got all of these b-tches but i f-cked them

anyway
i could run yo fade or get to clappin n-gg-, anyday
bet you mad that you can’t catch me lackin n-gg-
on my momma i get lit, im bout that action n-gg- (on god)

hook
i been out here getting money (yeah, unh) x4

i been out here getting money (yeah, unh)
i remember saying life ain’t fair (unh)
i remember ain’t n-body care (unh)
ain’t no shoulders for my tears… (unh)

verse 2
life been treating me well
ghost in the sh-ll, and i got one in the head (head)
nowadays i count this money till i go to bed (bed)
when i eat my wallet eat i keep my pockets fed (fed)

yeah my wallet fat, fatter than a cat (cat, cat)
fatter than a blunt, or this thooka in my lap (lap, lap)
imma buss, and i hope he don’t buss back
cause if he do i gotta up 629 straps, and that’s facts

intro 2
(yeah, yeah)
free my n-gg-s
(yeah, yeah)
free my n-gg-s von, free my n-gg- jugg
i remember we was juggin n-gg-s out here in the hood

hook 2
free the clique
free the gang…

intro 2 (cont)
i said free my n-gg- von, i said free my n-gg- jugg
i remember we was juggin n-gg-s in the hoo
(i remember was juggin in the hood)

verse 3
free my n-gg- von, i said free my n-gg- jugg
i remember we was juggin n-gg-s in the hood
smokin on that pack rob the plug if that sh-t don’t smell good

i remember we was really setting n-gg-s up
i remember we ain’t really never give a f-ck
i remember, yeah, we always had it tucked
just in cast any n-gg- tried to try us up (on god)

i remember we was really smoking on that good gas
i remember we ain’t really ever let the wood p-ss
everybody had they own blunt
i ain’t even tryna flex and i ain’t even tryna stunt
i’m just, i’m just tryna flex

we was really in that field
we was really coming out of them m-th-f-ckin apartments
n-gg-s they ain’t want to see us, they ain’t wanna start sh-t
cause we gonna up them, up them poles and get to sparkin

“put that on my momma
shout out to my all n-gg- out there in michigan

free my n-gg- jugg, free my n-gg- von
ain’t even gon lie yeah i’m missin them”

i remember hitting blocks
i remember hiding rocks
right inside my socks, yeah, dat way

i remember i was kicking doors… nah that’s cap… sh-t

n-gg-s take a sh-t
run off with a lick
run off with ya sh-t
run off with ya sh-t
run off with ya sh-t
run off with ya sh-t
run off with ya b-tch
run off with ya b-tch

(hook 2)
free the clique
free the gang
he a lick
he a stain
free the clique
free the gang
free the clique
free the gang
free the clique…

matter fact that try to spit something real
my and my n-gg-s we was really in that field for real
and when we got to do this and that, hit a n-gg- with the pack
pack flipdy flap, and wish wash the bats

hook 2
free the clique
free the gang
he a lick
he a stain
free the clique
free the gang
free the mob
free my m-th-f-ckin guys on god

- joh2lit

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