Hold Up 9lokkNine
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[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
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
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