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blac haze – let me holla at cha lyrics

by blac haze (courtesy of live shot records)
blac haze, representing for my real n-ggas
blac haze, representing, for my real n-ggas
let me holla at cha

let me ride, let me roll, get inside lose control
real n-gga never fold, money clip stay swole
got me screaming not really, you motherf-ckers k!ll me
running game, acting silly only real n-ggas feel me
coming up to the fullest,thought i was fallin’
player haters don’t wanna see a n-gga ballin’
dealin’ with these n-ggas, got me pullin’ triggers
pumpin’ up gettin’ bigger, all up on me like a figure
don’t wanna get a n-gga hot, talkin’ sh-t must wanna get a n-gga shot
smoking herb with some old school cats
we go way back. reminiscing on how we made n-ggas get flat
writin’ letters to my homie doing five to ten
can’t wait till we motherf-cking ride again, don’t worry
n-gga chill out, when them b-tches let you go, we’re gonna peel out
the way a n-gga live,we be putting motherf-ckers to sleep
i’mma ride till i’m six feet deep

(chorus)
so don’t try to tell me how to live my life
chillin’ with my homies smoking weed all night, cos real n-ggas keep it real, and that’s word is born
riding out to the early morn’
let me holla at cha

how many n-ggas on a paper chase, caught up in a paper race
tryin’ to make ends, losing friends to a better place
living like a villain, player haters heelin’
lord please forgive me for all the drama and the k!llin’
blame it on the hennessey, i’m falling for satan, let be known for the hard times, all that i’m facing
smoking weed trying to get a buzz, running with the ghetto thugs
to a young man in the hood, trying to understand
everybody wanna judge, threatening prophesies laced up with drama seeds,but n0body stops me
young n-gga stay paid, guard your riches, hoes become too scandalous
better far from b-tches, beware of the serpent
parading like a centipede, full of accuse for all that is enemies
the world is a funny place n-gga can’t call it
got me stressed to the fullest, chronic alcoholic
peep game, let a motherf-cker known you all up on it
be about come up, cos only real n-ggas want it
do what cha gotta, but reconcile where you must,cos we all must return to dust

(ch0r-s)
so don’t try to tell me how to live my life
chilling with my homies smoking weed all night, cos real n-ggas keep it real, and that word is born
riding out to the early morn’
let me holla at cha
just riding it on out now, representing for my real n-ggas
busting it down for my real n-ggas
blac haze representing’ for my n-ggas, representing

live for material possess, what a repet-tion, termination of black life
a common expedition, god willin’ uplift, going in peace and do it
but who knows, in dead cars. n0body sure, get to see n-ggas leaving in an astonishing race, am i h-ll bound?
i repent, money be straight
all a n-gga know how to maintain his cuff, living’ in the last days
lord knows it’s rough,hearing voices screaming n-gga; appreciate yo life
a bullet pierce the heart,like a coppers’s might
still rolling with them n-ggas, i believe it’s stuff, keep it real among k!llers, not giving a f-ck
open fire over chips, i died for my paper. roll a bob, when i rob, when high on a caper
over miles of air and sea, disproving the written
no one knows i’m problem, keep it real but didn’t
made a record now the motherf-ckers know me as haze
kept my hoes seeing dollar signs, reckon for days, put the wood to the n-ggas player hatin’ my sp-ce
keep em’ stressed on a how i stay a laced

(chorus)
so don’t try to tell me how to live my life
chilling with my homies smoking weed all night,cos real n-ggas keep it real and that’s word is born
riding out to the early morn’
let me holla at cha

- blac haze lyrics

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