Текст (слова) песни: U.G.K. f C-Note - Holdin` Na

[Verse One: Pimp C]
Going down,say bitch, tell me what you think about me?
I keep a bad yellow hammer bitch cooking G`s
And I got a candy `84 on 3`s
And I keep these R&B bitches on they knees
I pimp so hard I was fucking up the game
Nigga, you`re a lame you ain`t holding like Sweet James
They (??) on my phone, call me Sir Jones
Make a lot a money, so I keep the chrome
20`s on the car, keep a pint of bar
Gripping on the wood, playing above the law
Hustlas, ballers, selling boys cane
Fuck 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` na
Man, I`m Holdin na (Repeat 4x)

[Verse Two: Bun B]
Man, I break the scene, way before I became a teen
Crushing boys on the boulevard from summer to spring
Music orientated, so when the rap game originated
I beat it like puzzle pieces, niggas could fade it
I made it to levels that other players only dream
Brought heat to the scene, make the on me cream
And my money went from green to poppin` chrome
Plus I Got my self a yellow jazzy (????) to bone
Got the home and the cars, got the plaques and the stacks
But mane back in the days, it wasn`t nothing like that
Shit, I remember when at first they wasn`t really with it
But 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 na
Because we young, they probably thinking that we stole it na
My papers` foldin` na, cigars, we be rolling na
And it`s the whole third coast and we control it na
Down south we sippin` nothin` but bar
Four TV`s in my cars, I`m a ghetto star
Chromin` 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 life
And if you fucking with them boys, you might lose your life
Niggas runnin` in your crib, you might lose your wife
And if we (???) at the light you might lose your ice
It`s the C the N to the O-T-E
And you can crown me like a king, like my niggas UG
I put it down for (???) and that SUC
We hit the spots on all the blocks, we keep it H-O-T nigga we holdin` na

[Chorus]

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: U.G.K. f C-Note - Holdin` Na [Verse One: Pimp C] Going down,say bitch, tell me what you think about me? I keep a bad yellow hammer bitch cooking G`s And I got a candy `84 on 3`s And I keep these R&B bitches on they knees I pimp so hard I was fucking up the game Nigga, you`re a lame you ain`t holding like Sweet James They (??) on my phone, call me Sir Jones Make a lot a money, so I keep the chrome 20`s on the car, keep a pint of bar Gripping on the wood, playing above the law Hustlas, ballers, selling boys cane Fuck 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` na Man, I`m Holdin na (Repeat 4x) [Verse Two: Bun B] Man, I break the scene, way before I became a teen Crushing boys on the boulevard from summer to spring Music orientated, so when the rap game originated I beat it like puzzle pieces, niggas could fade it I made it to levels that other players only dream Brought heat to the scene, make the on me cream And my money went from green to poppin` chrome Plus I Got my self a yellow jazzy (????) to bone Got the home and the cars, got the plaques and the stacks But mane back in the days, it wasn`t nothing like that Shit, I remember when at first they wasn`t really with it But 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 na Because we young, they probably thinking that we stole it na My papers` foldin` na, cigars, we be rolling na And it`s the whole third coast and we control it na Down south we sippin` nothin` but bar Four TV`s in my cars, I`m a ghetto star Chromin` 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 life And if you fucking with them boys, you might lose your life Niggas runnin` in your crib, you might lose your wife And if we (???) at the light you might lose your ice It`s the C the N to the O-T-E And you can crown me like a king, like my niggas UG I put it down for (???) and that SUC We hit the spots on all the blocks, we keep it H-O-T nigga we holdin` na [Chorus] Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Holdin` Na: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/120/1/1932.html Все тексты песен: U.G.K. f C-Note » U.G.K. f C-Note - Holdin` Na Рекомендуем скачать: » Blackfoot - Closet Thing To Heaven » Bonnie Tyler - Loving Yous a Dirty Job but Somebodys Go » Blink 182 - Just About Done » Brian Eno - Tzima N`arki » Brutal Truth - Fucktoy » Barbra Streisand - Make Believe » Ben Folds Five - Tom and Mary » Blink 182 - give me one good reason \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3 » Band, The - Rockin` Chair » Bette Midler - Some People`s Lives » Brooks Garth - Wolves » bracket - Metal » Bangles - Something To Believe In » Babyface - Anyway » Bee Gees - One Road » blanks 77 - Let`s Riot » battiato franco - Prospettiva Nevski » Buck Owens - I`ll Give My Heart To You » Bloodhound Gang - Why`s Everybody Always Pickin` On Me? » billy dean - That Girl`s Been Spyin` On Me
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