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murder inc – holla holla lyrics

(holla holla) all my n-gg-z that’s ready to get
(dollaz dollaz) b-tches know who can get em a little
(hotta hotta) come on, if you rollin’ wit me
(follow follow) its murda…

think you f-ckin’ wit ja, nada
watcha wanna go dolla for dolla?
(holla holla) my n-gg-z is (hotta hotta)
f-cks plenty b-tches, and dug b-tches for pretty n-gg-z
you look in my eyes and tell me
they style ain’t ridiculous
(b-tches b-tches) pop da p-ssy and bounce like
(hit it hit it) sure if your favorite is long
(get it get it) baby baby don’t you wanna leave tonite
and f-ck with me
cause we really need to be freaking off at any costs
it’s on me, if you married, then get a divorce
when i hits it, some women get twisted
have em’ twitchin’ like “d-mn look what the d-ck did”
i just wanna hit it the worst way, right after a long day
and put the p-ss on lay-a-way, heard me?
i’m that, dirty n-gg- that get you hot and heat it
baby girl if you wanted -ss, why don’t you eat it?

(holla holla) all my n-gg-z that’s ready to get
(dollaz dollaz) b-tches know who can get em a little
(hotta hotta) come on, if you rollin’ wit me
(follow follow) its murda…

let me holla at my true thugs
if n-gg-s want warm bust slugs n-gg-, what?
i’m hotta hotta and just can’t be touched
plus, anybody that f-cks with me, gonna get felt
how many want it? determines how the slugs get dealt
cuz i (spit em’ spit em’)
choke them n-gg-s like roaches and then
(clip em’ clip em’) long as i’m alive,
i’ma (hit em’ hit em’)
respect mines, to the day of my demise
don’t f-ck with me, cuz the flow’s (killa killa)
whoever eva who wants it?
it’s yours, now you gonna
(get it get it) (feela feela) n-gg- full of holes
treat em’ like hoes and show no love to them h-m- thugs
its us you wanna f-ck with
as soon as them slugs skip from body to body
go from grave to bit i don’t respect it,
plus n-gg-s committed treason
who wants it with ja? who ready to die breathing?

(holla holla) all my n-gg-z that’s ready to get
(dollaz dollaz) b-tches know who can get em a little
(hotta hotta) come on, if you rollin’ wit me
(follow follow) its murda…

ja baby, one of the many, many n-gg-s who sip henny
with the two seaters, sittin on twenties i,
i be wit running in, running out
then, thou bestow hit em’ up, gun em’ down
n-gg-z ain’t ready for ja, anyway, any how
i give it give it to n-gg-z, claimin’ that they live it
real (n-gg-z n-gg-z) brandish the iron and flash
like (hold this hold this) when you got nothing to for
notice n-gg-z be hot and more expensive
focus, ready to rip em’ up with the dope, this
my life, n-gg-z is frontin’ and stuntin’ for nothing
better act right, fore’ i spark and dim your lights?
i’m a hazard, to n-gg-z, a b-st-rd
to b-tches, when in doubt, go for stealth, and clap the finish
anything movin’ rightfully hit for wrong doin’
i’ma follow and encourage all my n-gg-z to what?!?

(holla holla) all my n-gg-z that’s ready to get
(dollaz dollaz) b-tches know who can get em a little
(hotta hotta) come on, if you rollin’ wit me
(follow follow) its murda…

(holla holla)

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