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ww flacko - hold up lyrics

(chorus 1)
oh you never heard of me of me (hold up, wait, what)
n-gga you scared of me
you got a strap riding around i heard you gon murda me (na neva) my 40 hold 30 we got no mercy we do him dirty
(b-tch come here) x2

verse 1

hold n-gga i be with the gang
purple the cup half of the xan (xan, lean, lean xanax)
play and your dead
ama finger my tec (that’s my b-tch)
i be really with gorilla n-ggas of bananas n-ggas go ape
we don’t march a band but we love to drill big drums go bang
i got k!lla n-ggas that be k!lling k!llas
we don’t need no xan (na na)

gun shot….

verse 2

oh he need molly to shoot he not a shotta for real n-ggas get popped like a pill i got the drum for the drill hit his body make him spil
black car for the mission beam on the glock we ain’t missing when i pull up when we not talking
my gun would start barking
mama get him a coffin your son is dead
he pulled up with a vest
but i had me a tec
had to shoot thru his vest
as he fall hit his neck
then i shoot at his man
then i come come for the gang
my gun i reload it 38 hold the sh-lls and it’s on me
my work got them looking like zombies
f-ck the police we the army (we don’t know b-tching, yea yea yea we don’t do b-tching, oh you never heard of me, how you ain’t heard of me, how you ain’t heard of me, come outside)

(chorus 2)

oh you never heard of me of me (hold up, wait, what)
n-gga you scared of me
you got a strap riding around i heard you gon murda me (na neva) my 40 hold 30 we got no mercy we do him dirty
(b-tch come here) x2

- ww flacko lyrics

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