Текст песни MC Eiht - Holla, слова песни MC Eiht

Текст песни MC Eiht - Holla

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Gyeah...All my muthafuckin niggas hollaAll my muthafuckin bitches hollaAll my niggas hollaAll my bitches hollaIf you ain`t got no snaps hollaIf you ain`t got no ride hollaLookin for the hook up hollaHolla, holla(Verse 1)You can catch me in the land of the greenest snapsStanks from tha strip clubsHomies packin they straps, check it outOne-Time`s kinda corrupt, the hood life`s crazyBut I love the hood life, baby it`s all gravySunday afternoon, the midnight moonBut I`m thinkin that I gotta get to Compton soonGot a ounce in my pocket and a cupple of grands (chin,chin)Serve a cupple of hours and hit the burger standMy hands stay tight on the grip you heardWe gotta duck quick, here come the bird (chipp,chipp)Back on the block, no dope in sockGot a house-side window where you`re slightly knockin (boom,boom)Got my tape bumpin Eazy-E and (2)PACCheck the time on my watch bout 2 o` clockCall the bitch at the club that I ran intoHolla back, said I come thru and shake it for youGyeah...(Chorus)All my niggas hollaAll my muthafuckin...Gyeah...all my muthafuckin bitches hollaGyeah...if you ain`t got no money hollaGyeah...if you ain`t got no ride hollaGyeah...if it`s hot out here hollaGyeah...all my niggas hollaAll my bitches hollaGyeah...(Verse 2)Who rap they spots and run they blocksWho started off soft and turned to rockIf you know what I`m speakin, hook your setYou should know how to get a little extra bagW.S. leadin a pack, we`re gready like thatIn hot sunny county, dippin with a hood rat9-0, 2-2-0, that`s the codeFuck a bitch, fuck a nigga, it`s the gangsta modeThe story has been told by a thousand timesTown of the thug niggas, hoes and crimesSome niggas rap star and try to shine (bling!)Some stay in the hood and stay on the lineThat`s fine with you nigga Gyeah, I got your cornerIf enemies trip you can bet they are gonerTrue kill niggas got 20 and betterHood`s still tight, collect cards and lettersIt`s still a Compton thang, whoever the pain brangWhatever the mind frame, we can play this gameCompton for death and dollars all the sameUh, never a shame, ya`ll know the nameHolla back(Chorus)Niggas hollaAll my muthafuckin bitches hollaIf you ain`t got no money hollaIf you ain`t got no ride hollaAll my muthafuckin niggas hollaAll my muthafuckin bitches hollaIf you ain`t got no money hollaGyeah...Gyeah...(Verse 3)I know ya`ll lovin this muthafuckin gang-bang-bangStep up on the stage, strap tight in handGivin ya`ll sumptin ya`ll just can`t understand(??) my masterplanI`m a thug til the day I can`t escape the judgeOr til the One-Time sweep me under the rugOr til the Lord takes me away from this placeSo I won`t see my enemies fateChase the dream, cause it`s all about the way you kick itSome hoes won`t get down if a nigga wan` lick itIs that the only way to goNo, 1/2 Oz. is in thisAnd hey, bitch put your money where your mouth isBounce back, cross state, takin the chanceJust to flossin, hook up with the motto and hot danceDamn, sometimes I wonder, is this all just a bad dreamOr did the hood take me underYa`ll know the mind frameYa`ll know how they sheemeHow we play this gameWe do it for real niggaPackin a steelUh, all up on the hill(Chorus)Uh, all my muthafuckin niggas hollaAll my muthafuckin bitches hollaIf you ain`t got no money hollaIf you ain`t got no ride hollaAll my muthafuckin niggas hollaAll my muthafuckin bitches hollaIf you ain`t got no money hollaIf it`s hot on the blocks hollaGyeah...holla back ya`llGyeah...holla back ya`llGyeah...holla, holla, holla1/2 Oz., 2000 and 1For the milleniumTakin over this shitFor real this timeYou know how the fuck we do itBack on that assWith the gangsta leanC.M.W.The underground heroComptons Most...Gyeah...Holla...

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