Lyrics:
he heard nine milli
Hit the ground took his glow
Yea he was holdin but he ain't up it
Never thought that he had to buss it
All of that cappin ain't
steady at it For dinner, lunch, and Breakfast
Bout to blow up, just like them dolls that you be Havin' sex with
I've been holdin' my own since your boy
raise this generation
My respect to the mother's that be holdin' it down
But it sure would be nice to have my daddy around
[Verse 1:]
All I need is
like a fisherman
I can't stop I'm a busy man
Holdin' fire for hella man
I'm the lengman in the rain
One girl by my side by the name of Lorraine
up to the sky At night
Observe how the stars still shine forth light despite the fact of being encompassed by Darkness it's insane
The sun and moon do
heaven
When we touch, when we love
The stars line up
The wrong becomes undone
Naturally, my soul surrenders
The sun and the moonlight
All my dreams
heaven, I rumble it
Knockin Scarecrow out of heaven for he did the Devil bitch
Holdin angels hostage in the basement of Hell Chapel
The only nigga ever
like welcoming Ma$e back
Welcome back, welcome back, welcome back
Pastor Faggot
And now hes back and he's gat holdin'
What a bad omen
He got locked up
got 'em wrapped up like a mummy
That Presidential lookin' sunny
Feel like a Magic City Monday
These niggas hatin' on a playa, holdin' their nuts
missin', heaven knows it
That all I wanna do is be alone with
Your brown eyes all tangled up just holdin'
Onto you tonight until the mornin'
Baby, that's
Call me by my name
And in that time of prayer and waiting
Where doubt and reason dwell
A jury sat deliberating
All is lost
Or all is well
Home,
holdin up
Ain’t no body holdin breath
We just catchin up
Ain’t no body gettin rest
Late nights
Early morning
Oj n rep the best
That’s that dark
I'll cut through this deception
cs I look up to the heavens
Now the future's looking better
(I'll keep singin' to the sky!)
No regrets holdin' us
Heaven or hell rise above
Or fall in line
Yet I ponder where the souls go
After this life
Back to the guf by chance
Given you lived it right
Or is it
up now
You say you not gon' fold up now
She hit my line, said (that's my- that's my-)
I never showed them up no love now
I can't say what's on my
the sixties
No way, no way
I, can't see the OG's standin' in big lines
Holdin' big signs, tryin' to get mine
I'll shoot ya ass 17 times
'Cause this week
yet to be found
So light up some green, and pass it around (just pass it around)
Now tell me what y'all smoking
What kinda heat y'all holdin'
Well is
in my minds maze
Spittin at ya make ya face turn sideways
No frontin in my days, just stuntin on fridays
Smokey holdin, rollin up dutchies for five
what you holdin'?!
You'll be foldin', fuckin' with Swollen
Queens get jacked by the king of spades
Buc Fifty, Mad Child, Prev Won, poker face
Holdin' up holdin' holdin' holdin' up
My main bitch, her anklet
'Bout the same size of a ankle monitor
If a diva late one time I'ma put her ass
Holdin' up holdin' holdin' holdin' up
My main bitch, her anklet
'Bout the same size of a ankle monitor
If a diva late one time I'ma put her ass
nigga blaze the chronic
Call nine eleven, then call your reverand
Then call heaven, here I come lord
Live by the gun, die by the gun
A eye for
daughter motherfuckin' tired (My niece)
Baby bottles, ain't no babies cryin' (Drank)
Hit 'em if he cross the gun line
You holdin' yours? I'mma bust mine
at heavens gates
Back up on my shit
No remorse
Time to fuck it up
Intercourse
Drop on the spot
We take it by force
We steady goin up
Well of course
Make big
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