Hold Up by 9lokkNine Lyrics
[Intro]
M-M-M-Murda
[Chorus]
Hold up, they like jit slow your roll up
Firing up another blunt I think I need to pour
Do you feel my pain
You just know that I ain't [?]
Doing mary jane tryna duck off for informants
He out his head
Well that jit ain't even humble
I done heard it all don't believe it on my momma
Got tired of jail
Stay silent [?]
[?]
[Verse 1]
I bagged shorty
Compact this a black Audi
Taurus nino red beam in the fucking 30
These niggas playing with they lives crackers giving jerseys
And when it rain it get muddy like a fucking derby
This a remake on the beat you can't report it stolen
I switched the [?] you would think I own it
I got that cannon in my gutter boy you know it's on me
I'm boutta do a show and murder with my fucking homies
These niggas changing bout that money tryna fucking clone me
30 tryna clear the scene but I can't tell them nothing
Cause all they know is cheese when that [?] coming
Now they asking where the tee 'cause I ain't tryna punt it
[Chorus]
Hold up, they like jit slow your roll up
Firing up another blunt I think I need to pour
Do you feel my pain
You just know that I ain't [?]
Doing mary jane tryna duck off for informants
He out his head
Well that jit ain't even humble
I done heard it all don't believe it on my momma
Got tired of jail
Stay silent [?]
[?]
[Verse 2]
He black and white, no referee, but I knew it was coming
Now this case involving me, if I win it, if I flunk it
Watch a nigga think he Cujo, huh, he turned into a junkie
I be rocking riding drugs but I won't be a walking zombie
I ain't talking [?] you catch a slug on me another body
Where I'm from it's color purple, boy that shit kind of violet
[?]
Swinging houses, flipping couches, shit that ain't easy silence him
Mathematics tryna multiply my fucking profit
Scheming for them racks and hitting sacks me and my partner
Ay uh, oh you got it now you popping
Ay don't tell a soul jit don't even tweet about it
[Chorus]
Hold up, they like jit slow your roll up
Firing up another blunt I think I need to pour
Do you feel my pain
You just know that I ain't [?]
Doing mary jane tryna duck off for informants
He out his head
Well that jit ain't even humble
I done heard it all don't believe it on my momma
Got tired of jail
Stay silent [?]
[?]
M-M-M-Murda
[Chorus]
Hold up, they like jit slow your roll up
Firing up another blunt I think I need to pour
Do you feel my pain
You just know that I ain't [?]
Doing mary jane tryna duck off for informants
He out his head
Well that jit ain't even humble
I done heard it all don't believe it on my momma
Got tired of jail
Stay silent [?]
[?]
[Verse 1]
I bagged shorty
Compact this a black Audi
Taurus nino red beam in the fucking 30
These niggas playing with they lives crackers giving jerseys
And when it rain it get muddy like a fucking derby
This a remake on the beat you can't report it stolen
I switched the [?] you would think I own it
I got that cannon in my gutter boy you know it's on me
I'm boutta do a show and murder with my fucking homies
These niggas changing bout that money tryna fucking clone me
30 tryna clear the scene but I can't tell them nothing
Cause all they know is cheese when that [?] coming
Now they asking where the tee 'cause I ain't tryna punt it
[Chorus]
Hold up, they like jit slow your roll up
Firing up another blunt I think I need to pour
Do you feel my pain
You just know that I ain't [?]
Doing mary jane tryna duck off for informants
He out his head
Well that jit ain't even humble
I done heard it all don't believe it on my momma
Got tired of jail
Stay silent [?]
[?]
[Verse 2]
He black and white, no referee, but I knew it was coming
Now this case involving me, if I win it, if I flunk it
Watch a nigga think he Cujo, huh, he turned into a junkie
I be rocking riding drugs but I won't be a walking zombie
I ain't talking [?] you catch a slug on me another body
Where I'm from it's color purple, boy that shit kind of violet
[?]
Swinging houses, flipping couches, shit that ain't easy silence him
Mathematics tryna multiply my fucking profit
Scheming for them racks and hitting sacks me and my partner
Ay uh, oh you got it now you popping
Ay don't tell a soul jit don't even tweet about it
[Chorus]
Hold up, they like jit slow your roll up
Firing up another blunt I think I need to pour
Do you feel my pain
You just know that I ain't [?]
Doing mary jane tryna duck off for informants
He out his head
Well that jit ain't even humble
I done heard it all don't believe it on my momma
Got tired of jail
Stay silent [?]
[?]