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big mello - gotta hold on lyrics

(big mello):
hip-hopping, dropping
tops are poppin
glocks where n-gg-s slanging rocks
up and down the block it don’t stop
b-tches bopping white folks are plotting
thinking every n-gg-s rotting cause we ain’t picking cotton
no more young n-gg-s packing fo fo’s
running from the po po sing like an everyday show
when i grab the remote i gets locced
because it seems like we lost our hope
ohh cause the dope got a n-gg- hanging from a rope can’t cope and that ain’t no f-cking joke
r&b helps me to keep my mind free sucka free smoking sweets and watching tv
in a burban swerving serving these hoes
coming down on gl-ss 84’s
hands on strap watching for the jack cause a n-gg- with a gat dont know how to act a fact
we all trapped in the concrete summer heat dopefeins are real good to me
cause i done put in work doing dirt while these busta -ss n-gg-s wearing skirts
and my heart hurts cause it seems that my family is out to get me huh
now that my face is on tv, remeber yall said i wasn’t gonna be sh-t but uh look at me know im straight legit

(chorus):
brothers and sisters just hold on tight
cause every little thing gonna be alright
dont worry about the one who’s hating you
sit back relax and have a drank or two

(big mello):
1995 stepped to the side
took time to -n-lyze
n-gg-s acting ?????
cause everything (good and grin) ain’t your friend roaching -ss n-gg-s all out to get my ends
everything was cool and mello gone treat and ughh
drink about a pint blow big sweets
but when they sweets was gone n-gg-s took they -ss home
when u rich you got friends but when your poor your alone
ain’t it funny how the money can change your life all these bopping -ss b-tches want to be a n-gg- wife
ughh and now im on feet im on state one deep yall can have that limelight ?????
sucka free
no more tricks in 96 gotta hit a licka flip
stack chips keep my hand on my pistol grip
legitimate yea thats the way i flip can’t quit to true for that hoe sh-t that n-gg-s spit
true playa not hata but a paper maker
innovata originator motherf-cken fakers
i keep it real like the gold on my grill
no flex im all chill trying to stack a mill

(big mello):
so many promises promises but all i get are broken dreams
n-gg-s treat me like a dope fein
don’t get it twisted
i peace that sh-t
yall can keep that sh-t and i don’t sweat that material sh-t
im going platinum anyway f-ck what you n-gg-s say hey im flipping rhymes every mother f-cken day
and they hate what i do cause im to motherf-cken true i keep it on the cool as a golden rule
it don’t cost a dime to stay out of mine partna im a n-gg- known for bringing the drama and many wonder why a n-gg- get so agg(ravated) im doing bad so im going for bad now who mad go ahead and laugh
skinny grin i come again and unleash that demon from within
yo contaminated soul jealous hearted bustas gotta go
when big mello hit the motherf-cken door no more will cry cause n-gg- do or die that’s why i stay high in this life of crime cause as long as im rapping ???? tell what happenin while these other motherf-ckers steady capping

- big mello lyrics

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