Текст песни U.G.K. f C-Note - Holdin` Na
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[Verse One: Pimp C]Going down,say bitch, tell me what you think about me?I keep a bad yellow hammer bitch cooking G`sAnd I got a candy `84 on 3`sAnd I keep these R&B bitches on they kneesI pimp so hard I was fucking up the gameNigga, you`re a lame you ain`t holding like Sweet JamesThey (??) on my phone, call me Sir JonesMake a lot a money, so I keep the chrome20`s on the car, keep a pint of barGripping on the wood, playing above the lawHustlas, ballers, selling boys caneFuck y`all pussy niggas too, it`s whatever y`all wanna do....do[Chorus: Bun B]Dollars, we foldin` na, slab, we rollin` na, bitches we controllin` naMan, I`m Holdin na (Repeat 4x)[Verse Two: Bun B]Man, I break the scene, way before I became a teenCrushing boys on the boulevard from summer to springMusic orientated, so when the rap game originatedI beat it like puzzle pieces, niggas could fade itI made it to levels that other players only dreamBrought heat to the scene, make the on me creamAnd my money went from green to poppin` chromePlus I Got my self a yellow jazzy (????) to boneGot the home and the cars, got the plaques and the stacksBut mane back in the days, it wasn`t nothing like thatShit, I remember when at first they wasn`t really with itBut they damn near shitted on themselves when we did it `cause we holdin` na[Chorus][Verse Three: C-Note]I`m holdin` na, big Benz looking swollen naBecause we young, they probably thinking that we stole it naMy papers` foldin` na, cigars, we be rolling naAnd it`s the whole third coast and we control it naDown south we sippin` nothin` but barFour TV`s in my cars, I`m a ghetto starChromin` blades on escaldes and parking lot pimpin`We got these broads steady trippin` cause it platinum we shippin`From Clover Land to PA (Port Arson) It be on for lifeAnd if you fucking with them boys, you might lose your lifeNiggas runnin` in your crib, you might lose your wifeAnd if we (???) at the light you might lose your iceIt`s the C the N to the O-T-EAnd you can crown me like a king, like my niggas UGI put it down for (???) and that SUCWe hit the spots on all the blocks, we keep it H-O-T nigga we holdin` na[Chorus]