Lyrics:
with six rulers
Hold up, Chula, I'm all about gettin' loot
But I knock that boot if you out to get koofed
I don't wanna be a player no more
I'm not
couldn't measure my dick with six rulers
Hold up, Chula, I'm all about gettin' loot
But I knock that boot if you out to get koofed
I don't wanna be
your face invadin your space
You asked if I could trade in your place, how would I hold up?
How long would I ride, before I fold up?
How did you
hold it up to the speakers
And you let Luther do your talkin' for you
And Luther break it down like
Ridin' around in my whip, listenin' to my shit
style is past tense
Hold on, hold on
You just started rappin'
Ever since you heard the shit
We fuckin' wit it's platinum
Slow your growth
Stop
and rolling dice
Got to stay focused, my eyes on the prize
Head up your ass, still ain't shit you realize
Now that I eat fuck your slice of the pie
I know that
feelin' so right
When I'm layin' in the bed of my truck, and darlin' let me hold you tight
And when I rest my weary head every night
I thank God your mine
I
I don't fuck around dunny, this move's real
I gave birth to your whole style and feel
How do it feel, to hold my dick in public
Cock blower, duplicate
a hold of your brain
Bad habits, Bad habits
When my time comes, I'll go out with a bang
I got problems that I don't tell many, talk about bad habits
try
to hold up our head
feel the power of the land that we trampled once
can we go
where you go
we know you always need us behind
it's me it's
Ready for bed, and I lay my head down
I hope I don’t die in the night
Right now I’m ready to fight
Put my arms up, and then I
Just starve, what
have nothing left to give
So hold on, break em down, see the light that surrounds you
Stand up, scream and shout, just breathe
Take one step, day by day,
Look at my skin it don't crack a bit, factual
Black girls ain't got time for gravity, level up
Heads they be wanting our strategy
That's for sure
I'm in
thinking 'bout
Hold up, when you think about it... I could just run in place talking all This
Listen to your head, listen to your body... so whatchu thinking
keep fucking thinking about it, stupid
Now get that shit out of your head and write some dope verses
Don't nobody want to hear your fucking feelings
mean to me
Hold my head up high, see the world passing by
Find a way out
The conversations feel how we are changing all the time
That's alright (Hey,
I’m alive
Ima step up in this bitch and kill vibe
You didn’t see the Wolf was lurking hold on tight
Yeah
Watch your back
Or is gone be long night
I
down your hold time
Meanwhile I'm rolling like roller-skates hold up you ain't
In the field
You not with the team
You not on the court
You watching tv
the blunt roll that
And when you give me head, please don't hold back
Where your eyes at, lickin' the Kodak
And when I'm finished, then you comin' it's yo
From the moment I go to bed 'till I wake up
All day, this is all I can think about, baby (Oh, yeah)
So I go straight at opponents' heads with this
before no be property
You go first doo before you re mii
Life na turn by turn
Make you wait for your turn
Lo lo lo
I'm up for the mula dan dan dan
Me no
pray for lord, is your mercy
Forgive me my sins
Desperation driving me crazy
Got my head high
Hoping for that good life
No hindrance can ever hold me
man
I'm a grown man, you heard me
You fuckin' with a grown man
Hold your legs up, baby
Scream my name like a fan
Sh, you ain't got nuthin' to say
And its a back slap
If im asking where the cash at
& we discussed that so you cant even be mad
Just hold your head back & you can catch all this
& you can
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