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Holla (Album Version|Explicit) - 504 Boyz
Them boys on that block holla whoop whoop
Them girls that got it hot holla whoop whoop
If you runnin' from the cops holla whoop whoop
Holla whoop whoop holla whoop whoop
Call me the trash man
'Cause I put it up in bags
Whodi owe me money I'mma bust his f**kin' ass
I'm allergic to Dr Pepper so pass the Dr Fishner
Hit me on the 2way whodi I get witcha
Put in on the stove bake it like a pie
Take it to the hood slang it for 16 5
When niggas snortin' that boy they be passin' that girl
Wrap it up in ziplock bag it up as furl
Send money to the pen mac
C be home soon
B**ches start snitchin' I'mma send 'em to the moon
I can sell a hoe a dream
Front a hustla weight
I could never fall off I'm the ghetto Bill Gates
Them boys on that block holla whoop whoop
Them girls that got it hot holla whoop whoop
If you runnin' from the cops holla whoop whoop
Holla whoop whoop holla
These little niggas can't take it anymore
I push through the club iced out low key
With my P miller velour
Hoes breakin' down the doors uhn
Because the 504 boyz here
They can't wait 'til we get on
It's currency the motherf**kin' rookie of the year
This ain't the WNBA ain't no p**sy's over here
Yeah I'm makin' figgas f**kin' with the ghetto bill
In a truck with some rims that's bigger
Than ferris wheels holla
Them boys on that block holla whoop whoop
Them girls that got it hot holla whoop whoop
If you runnin' from the cops holla whoop whoop
Holla whoop whoop holla whoop whoop
See this no limit army n***a
That's my click
See the hoe that you tongue kissin'
Used to be my b**ch
See these thangs that I'm slangin' n***a
They call bricks
An this brown sh*t I'm sniffin' n***a
It got me sick
And this big truck I'm pushin' n***a
My tight whip
Wit a chopper layin' on the seat
That'll make you flip
My alias believe me doc holiday
If it's beef I'm like aids I never go away
Them boys on that block holla whoop whoop
Them girls that got it hot holla whoop whoop
If you runnin' from the cops holla whoop whoop
Holla whoop whoop holla whoop whoop
I might let somethin' slide but I won't forget
Tell double XL n***a
Suck my d**k
I might be country but I'm ghetto rich
And when it comes to grindin' I started this sh*t
I put the G in ghetto n***a call me ghetto fab
Started with some quarters
Then I flipped it to some halves
Put the coke in coca cola
No bakin' soda
Call me pistol P 'cause I slang them granolas
Them boys on that block holla whoop whoop
Them girls that got it hot holla whoop whoop
If you runnin' from the cops holla whoop whoop
Holla whoop whoop holla whoop whoop
B**ch them thangs just got dropped off the blocks
Hot like hot sauce
So puff puff keep passin'
I promise y'all they not lost
Convicted felons load your weapons
They tryna knock ya top off
For braggin' to them hatin' b**ches
'Nout how much your watch cost
Loose lips sank ships b**ch so watch what you sayin'
It's the new no limit baby
They got us under surveillance
And the feds ain't playin' they kickin' down doors daily
Ain't this a b**ch I just got off probation
Them boys on that block holla whoop whoop
Them girls that got it hot holla whoop whoop
If you runnin' from the cops holla whoop whoop
Holla whoop whoop holla whoop whoop
I'm tryna get me a whole chicken
Chop it down into dimes
Then flip that b**ch quicker than I
Flip these rhymes
Now I'm on two birds I'mma flip one more time
And I'm on top done left you b**ch niggas behind
I'm grindin' I'm hustlin' don't trust me when I'm broke
And I don't discriminate
I want the money the d**e
You better hope I wear a mask out
Things'll get bloody
Four to ya tummy real messy and ugly
Them boys on that block holla whoop whoop
Them girls that got it hot holla whoop whoop
If you runnin' from the cops holla whoop whoop
Holla whoop whoop holla whoop whoop
If you east coast thuggin' holla whoop whoop
If you west coast thuggin' holla whoop whoop
If you midwest thuggin' holla whoop whoop
If you down south hustlin' holla whoop whoop
