Il testo della Hold on

Young Buck

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Data di rilascio : 23/03/2007

Durata : 0:03:59

Stile : Hip Hop/Rap



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Yeah ****, g-unit in this ****
Aiyyo 50, aiyyo, this **** barely breathin', ****

It won't be long 'fore you ****
You wanna run your mouth crazy talkin' 'bout me
****, i come for your head
And leave your monkey **** laid out in the street

It won't be long 'fore you ****
You wanna run your mouth crazy talkin' 'bout me
****, i come for your head
And leave your monkey **** laid out in the street

I hit your heart, you ****, i squeeze till the **** run out
**** know me good and my hood call me a dumb out
I'm the **** in the hooptie with my hat down low
Can't tell that this a **** till the **** blow

I got **** ****, i ain't got to aim
I'll wave this **** in your direction, mayne
****, **** and ****, this a sticky situation
Adrenaline rush, i squeeze, my heart start pacin'

Same ****, same block, same chain, same watch
Same six-four drop, same **** on top
Don't blame me if your **** block get hot
'cause i'm just tryin' to make a livin', **** stay up outta prison

In a position of power
In a position where **** **** **** can't **** with ours
And just do me, who he, say he gon' sue me?
****, i got bread

It won't be long 'fore you ****
If you can't hold on, ****, hold on
It seems like it never lasts
Always takes so long when you're hit
It won't be long 'fore you ****

When you wired up in, ain't no smilin'
See all of 'em whylin' and these **** is violent
Little do you know your time could be expirin'
And you know that reaper comin' when that **** start dumpin'
Like nobody seen nothin', these **** is silent

From 12th avenue, all the way to the projects
Real ****, we don't**** around with the nonsense
**** one, ****, that's how it get, ****, what?

I put **** **** to your head, your white tee **** ****
****, now give up the bread, i'll fill ya **** **** ****
Put a **** in your wig with the ****, ya dig?
Said, **** the kids, i don't play that ****

It's all part of the game, man, the game ain't fair
**** **** gots no heart, ****, my **** don't care
**** **** **** **** ****, homie, you see that flare
Your life start to flash, ya ****, ****, who cares?

If you can't hold on, ****, hold on
It seems like it never lasts
Always takes so long when you're hit
It won't be long 'fore you dead

Me and my ****, we break up, we make up, see jacob for the stones
We kick up, that's what's up 'cause i'm out with the ****
**** **** up, you get bucked, buck'll getcha
**** **** **** **** **** ****, boy, i ain't **** wit cha

The unit's my hood, my ****, my ****, my ****
My ****, my liquor, my family, my ****
We soldiers, we ****, they know us, they feel us
They know we gorillas, you know who the realest

The unit's my ****, my ****, my ****, my ****
My protects, my family, do you understand me?
My ****, my ****, my wife, my son
My love, my ****, my stacks, them figures

**** ****, **** **** **** **** **** **** ****
Black dickie suit and a ****black ski mask
**** first, this is how i react and we act
Like it's nothin', cashville **** used to that, listen

If you can't hold on, ****, hold on
It seems like it never lasts
Always takes so long when you're hit
It won't be long 'fore you ****

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