Holla (Album Version|Edited)-JAŸ-Z

Holla (Album Version|Edited)

歌手:JAŸ-Z

时间:2000-01-01

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Holla (Album Version|Edited) - Jay-Z/Memphis Bleek

Lyrics by:Brian Biggs/Malik Cox/B. Biggs

Composed by:Brian Biggs/Malik Cox/B. Biggs

Produced by:B-High/Memphis Bleek

Uh huh

Is why'all ready

Is why'all ready

Holla if you real and you know you a G

Holla deep in these streets when you pumpin' that D

Holla in your hood screamin' **** police

Holla you keep a gun and you bust for beef

Holla if you real and you know you a G

Holla deep in these streets when you pumpin' that D

Holla be in your hood screamin' **** police

Holla you keep a gun and you bust for beef

Niggas say I'm focused now they know that's my style

But dog I'm on the block with that coke and a smile

I still got the crack heads ID

And they know I collect for the first and fifteenth

I still take cabs to that capsule spot

For them 31 illusions and them purple tops

And the game ain't change niggas is taught different

I'm raised off one rule never get caught slippin'

That's why I eat sleep **** with my gat

Bag up take a piss **** a ***** with my gat

And I done sold it all from crack to ***

You can't deny it I'm in hoods like Tom Warner

Beat cop take away I keep my ****

They don't know I deliver off the beeps I get

And you snitch niggas a*s want to peep my ****

But I'ma show you how deep into these streets I get

Holla if you real and you know you a G

Holla deep in these streets when you pumpin' that D

Holla in your hood screamin' **** police

Holla you keep a gun and you bust for beef

Holla if you real and you know you a G

Holla deep in these streets when you pumpin' that D

Holla be in your hood screamin' **** police

Holla you keep a gun and you bust for beef

Yo see what this game made and of age I came

And you up and coming rappers know you young to this game

I went from Marcy to Hollywood I'm back again

I don't need no applaud to clap again

Let alone no award from rap to win

Talk drama get yourself wrapped up in

Severe head trauma get beat with the nine lime-a

Cut your hand off if you ******* with my product

That slayed **** I'm on the grave shift

We all know ****** up money don't pay rent

You short with my ones you short one thumb

You can't come up short where the **** I'm from

We got dues to pay new tools to spray

Who's to say Bleek won't make news today

You know the ooze'll spray if you refuse to pay

And I move the yae nigga day by day

Holla if you real and you know you a G

Holla deep in these streets when you pumpin' that D

Holla in your hood screamin' **** police

Holla you keep a gun and you bust for beef

Holla if you real and you know you a G

Holla deep in these streets when you pumpin' that D

Holla be in your hood screamin' **** police

Holla you keep a gun and you bust for beef

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