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lirik lagu hold up – webbie

[intro]
[verse 1: webbie]
now i grew up around triggers, but it wasn’t the triggers
it was n-ggas huggin’ the triggers that was bustin’ the heads
and i grew up around chickens, but it wasn’t the chickens
it was n-ggas flippin’ the chickens that was duckin’ the feds
and i show up with a chopper, and it won’t be the chopper
it’ll be me bustin’ the chopper that have them runnin’ & scared
and i send ya to the doctor, and the doctor can try
but don’t blame the doctor cause your b-tch -ss dead i ain’t never scared mane
i been out chea i’mma be out chea you come out chea and you see me out chea
hooked up with bun b out chea, now we tryin’ to get pimp c out chea
webbie mane ya know whatsup young savage don’t give a f-ck
23’s on every truck cause me and my n-ggas blowed up
grew up around l!cks, but it wasn’t the l!cks
it was n-ggas hittin’ the l!cks that was makin’ the bread
i grew up around b-tches, but it wasn’t the b-tches
it was n-ggas pimpin’ the b-tches that was gettin’ ahead

[hook: webbie & bun b] x2
now hold up (hold up)
rough and rugged we grew up as soldiers (soldiers)
tell me how you think you gone control us (control us)
i got partners with big choppers and all i gotta’ holla’ is load up (load up)

[verse 2: webbie]
i’m tellin’ ya now don’t play no games cause i be on some gangsta sh-t
swing ya corner creep up on ya let it loose and stank you b-tches
bet ya coward -sses gettin’ scared now ain’t you b-tches
see how ya want be hoes so bend over let me spank ya b-tches
perpetratin’ boy listen, them choppers get to dumpin’ and penetratin’ them chests’
and the way they got me feelin’ no sense in wearing vests’
i’m straight up blessin’ n-ggas i ain’t even askin’ questions
sh-t n-gga for what?
i don’t believe in askin’ questions, i’mma n-gga with guts
and for i let a n-gga play me i jones for a buck
close range with a .380
leave his -ss leakin’ while he shakin’ on the pavement
beat’em down like a white man durin’ slavery
leave’em crying for his f-ckin’ mama like a baby
ol’ cushion -ss n-gga
actin’ like a b-tch and make me whoop yo -ss n-gga
get your mind right ol’ p-ssy -ss n-gga

[verse 3: webbie]
you think this sh-t a game, man you just wait till i come over there
you ain’t really got to change, you might as well just k!ll yourself
less your body made of steal, i’m tellin’ you bring your -ss home
alright now i done said, be hard headed and get blast on
n-ggas with masks on, be on top of your roof
you gone think that bin laden people got to choppin’ at you
this sh-t is serious n-gga my life a dramacal
if you want comedy stay inside and watch a comicview
don’t get it started unless you really want this sh-t to get started
cause when i get started this sh-t gone get r-t-rded you heard me
i grew up with nothing but soldiers and warriors you heard me
use your common sense why the f-ck you think they call it the dirty
a lot of n-ggas get served, a lot of n-ggas be servin’
i like to see n-ggas duckin’ when i be bootin’ and swervin’
cause they round here thuggin’ when they should be round here twerkin’
so from here on out it ain’t no f-ckin’ mercy you b-tch

- webbie

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