Name: Hold On
Duration: 3 min 59 s
Description: Слушайте песню Hold On - Young Buck онлайн с альбома Buck The World в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 3:59. Год выхода - 2007

Buck The World

Young Buck

Push Em Back

Say It To My Face

Buss Yo' Head

I Ain't Fucking Wit U!

Get Buck

Slow Ya Roll

Pocket Full Of Paper

Haters

U Ain't Goin Nowhere

Money Good

Puff Puff Pass

Hold On

Yeah niggas, G-Unit in this motherfucker (it's the Unit)

Aiyyo 50, aiyyo this nigga barely breathin nigga

You wanna run your mouth crazy talkin 'bout me

And leave your monkey ass laid out in the street

I hit your heart you dead, I squeeze 'til the semi run out

Niggaz know me good, I'm my hood call me a dumb out

I'm the nigga in the hooptie with my hat down low

Can't tell that this a hit, 'til the mac-10 blow

I'll wave this bitch in your direction mayne (ha ha)

Beams, clips and grips, this a sticky situation (yeah)

Adrenaline rush, I squeeze, my heart start pacin'

Same glock, same block, same chain, same watch

Don't blame me if your muh'fuckin block get hot

'Cause I'm just tryin to make a livin', nigga stay up outta prison

In a position where bitch ass cowards can't fuck with ours

And just do me, who he, say he gon' sue me?

Muh'fucker I got bread (it won't be long 'fore you dead)

See all of 'em whilin', and these niggas is violent

Little do you know your time could be expirin'

And you know that Reaper comin when that heater start dumpin'

Ain't nobody seen nothin, these niggaz is silent

From 12th Avenue, all the way to the projects

Real niggas, we don't fuck around with the nonsense

Murder One shit, that's how it get, muh'fucker what

I put the fifth to your head, your white tee turn red

Nigga now give up the bread, I'll fill ya ass with lead

Put a hole in your wig, with the cig', ya dig?

Said fuck the kids, I don't play that shit (c'mon)

It's all part of the game, man the game ain't fair

The trigger gots no heart, nigga my gun don't care

The hammer hit that shell homie you see that flare

Your life start to flash, ya dead, nigga who cares? (Yeah!)

Me and my bitch we break up, we make up, see Jacob for the stones

We kick up, that's what's up, 'cause I'm out, with the chrome

You fuck up, you get bucked, Buck'll getcha

Push a knife through your chest boy I ain't fuckin wit'cha

The Unit's my hood, my coke, my weed, my dope

My pills, my liquor, my family, my niggas

We soldiers, we killers, they know us, they feel us

They know we Gorillas, you know who the realest

The Unit's my gang, my set, my mac, my tec

My protects, my family, do you, understand me?

My love, my niggas, my stacks, them figures

Buck shots, hit his ass from the shotgun blast

Black Dickie suit and a fuckin' black ski mask

Shoot first, this is how I react and we act

Like it's nothin, Ca$hville niggaz used to that

Слушайте песню Hold On - Young Buck онлайн с альбома Buck The World в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 3:59. Год выхода - 2007

Hold On

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