Lyrics:
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
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
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
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
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
full of drugs
If they like me, tell 'em line up
While I sit behind team, point 'em out like a line up
[Verse 11: Juelz Santana]
Mic check, one two, one
to the forty ounce
Or the runts dat get stunted
By the blunts
This time I'm gonna take it down the line
To the ones that are ready
They be holdin' it steady
[Chorus]
You need a thug in your life
Who is makin and trippin he ain't holdin you tight (you need is a thug)
You need a thug in your life
Who take
it
Yeah
Why you holdin me back?
Why you can’t leave it all lost in the past? Yeah
Why you holdin me back?
Baby just forget all the times that we had
And I get off like an acquittal, I spit it, you critique it
It feels like I'm bein' belittled by midgets
It's like holdin' a nuke or a damn bazooka
Say up
One way to Heaven (one way to Heaven)
One way to the Father (one way to the Father)
There's one way to Heaven (one way to Heaven)
Say one way
then I prolly wont spend it
Start holdin shit down when you uppin your digits
Don't want niggas round that be up in they feelings
Reppin the MAHF better
smoke weed by the pound, now how does that sound, why you niggas all in my zone
Its the, coldest one around holdin down the town
I be, reppin MythMuzik
probably pumps Germanium
When I die, they should have my wake in a stadium
You can witness my body beamed up by aliens
Radiation poisonin that will probably
Why you so dramatic?
Why you so dramatic?
You think I give a fuck or you talk static
I'm holdin' heaven it's automatic
You think I give a fuck
Why you so dramatic?
Why you so dramatic?
You think I give a fuck or you talk static
I'm holdin' heaven it's automatic
You think I give a fuck
thugs, hear the spray, heaven's love
They might try to lace us with seven slugs
Word, 'cause the truth up in my sentence
How we gon' send shit on sunny
the bluntz
This time I'm gonna take it down the line
To the ones that are ready
They be holdin it steady
When a song so wrong
So many be singin it
Strangled
All my life I just been holdin on
You work so hard to save me but
I don't know where I'm going wrong
Must of worked a lifetime
His time is the right
Heaven had a phone
I talk to GOD every day
Through Christ alone HE hears me as I pray
So don't put GOD on the line SPIRIT'S right here and HE'S a friend
to the Hamptons, Bugatti Veyron
He loves to romance 'em, reckless abandon
Holdin' me for ransom, upper echelon
He says to be cool but, I don't know how yet
Wind
that love and loyalty
I taught my youngin' everything he needed to know and he holdin' it down for me
I got a couple racks in the fuckin' safe
Savin' up
of 17 holdin
More than 40 rounds my body swollen
Im holdin how?
No marching out
And Heaven mama and Wanisha
The only calls going out (thank you)
I
let's up the score
Threw him a pound and he whispered back
"I love you more"
Beauty in the beast, she sees things she adores
I know her heart is pure,
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