Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hold Up, artist - Diamond D. Album song The Diam Piece 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 09.05.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Dymond Mine
Song language: English
Hold Up |
| Hold Up |
| Fro in a particular mind, the flow ridiculous |
| So inconspicuous, I do it with the pride |
| And them foes pretendin' they whole division is cold but kill 'em but won’t |
| listen when I’m shooting with the rhyme |
| With the heaviest weapon and villain artillery stock |
| And I step in and settle the deal like a general with the metal |
| Either I’m ready to prove that even at my level that the fellow flow and skills |
| are incredibly sharp |
| Hold Up |
| Meant to be the head, Don Corleone |
| Beat 'em dead, feed 'em lead speak the best audio flow |
| You don’t know how to party well then you ought to go home |
| It gotta be a body the way that my cardio go |
| Given a diamond in rhymin' and livin' the life |
| The nigga that got a grip |
| Give me a minute to rock and then I’ma give it a little throttle quick |
| They not ready to believe that when I body the beat, the chopper, the beast |
| I gotta be the one that came to demolish it |
| Hold Up |
| Walkin' hot streets, niggas hate they moderate |
| I’m on top of my peak and niggas take it for mockery |
| Rock shop I speak and I slay these ladies |
| Pop lock to the beat like them 80s babies |
| I demonstrate it |
| I say I never hesitated when my shit dope |
| Regulated, elevated, sedated, I meditated, nigga that never separated |
| Nigga the problem and nobody get 'im, a nigga that knowin' the formula to spit |
| quotes |
| Hold Up |
| Get my nigga to understand the runnin' man |
| Niggas stunned and sayin', «Damn, where they spotted Fro?» |
| Niggas are upperhanded, doin' enough of damage |
| Runnin' with the Rugged Man and we on top of the globe |
| Hold Up |
| Call it nigga-ometry the way that I can lay it down and I get to spit it dumb |
| illa |
| It’s a lyrical odyssey the way that I get to runnin' off the mouth like Mista |
| Tung Twista |
| Nothin' but big bucks in my billfold |
| So you know I gotta keep a couple L’s rolled |
| When the spot gets lit, step up to me for a hit |
| You can miss me with that, tell 'em hell no |
| Hold Up |
| Back up off you’re too close my guy I’m stoned you be doing the most you not sly |
| I was trying to kick it, but if I keep sipping liquor I’ma turn this mutha |
| fuckin rap show to a- |
| Hold Up |
| Big bucks in my billfold |
| So you know I gotta keep a couple L’s rolled |
| When the spot gets lit, step up to me for a hit |
| You can miss me with that, tell 'em hell no |
| Hold Up |
| Back up off you’re too close my guy I’m stoned you be doing the most you not sly |
| I was trying to kick it, but if I keep sipping liquor I’ma turn this mutha |
| fuckin rap show to a- |
| Hold Up |
| Locomotion when I get up in the race |
| I was itchin' to get up in the place |
| So I can spit in your face |
| I was searching for a beat like Diamond D |
| I was downstairs diggin' in the crates |
| Hold Up |
| An immaculate nigga from the east coast |
| I’m from the Midwest just creepin', so let’s just peep it |
| Twista on the beat by the producer for the video for Best Kept Secret |
| Hold up |
| Even make a lion fear when I am near pioneers |
| It’s somethin' when I appear on a track with the veteran |
| It be somethin' like medicine and the shit be so potent it be givin' 'em |
| diarrhea |
| Hold Up |
| Feel every bit of it comin' up outta you when I be poppin' it |
| Like a DJ, my vinyls’ll be so intricate |
| You livin' the rhythm, when I’m spittin', the flow will be intimate |
| 'Cause of how I rap, I be countin' my Benjamins |
| Hold Up |
| Make you feel the Fist of Fury if it’s the jury I gotta face |
| My violence when I bust, I be rhymin' in my cuffs |
| When the prosecutor ask me why, «'Cause I was fuckin' with a diamond in the |
| rough» |
| Hold up |
| Lyrical tool’ll be the ruler when I do ya |
| I make you disappear like the Bermuda |
| Especially if I blew the Buddha |
| Because of how I do when I do ya |
| And if you talkin' shit, I go and get the Ruger |
| Hold Up |
| Never givin' empathy or sympathy |
| Energy when I be killin' my enemy |
| 'Cause I never pretend to be |
| Somebody that be scared of war |
| When I make a metaphor out of a simile |
| Hold up |
| Check out the flow when I rap a little faster |
| Comin' hard and plus I’m gon' surf |
| It’s what you get from a natural disaster and the hardest substance on Earth |
| Twista |
| Big bucks in my billfold |
| So you know I gotta keep a couple L’s rolled |
| When the spot gets lit, step up to me for a hit |
| You can miss me with that, tell 'em hell no |
| Hold Up |
| Back up off you’re too close my guy I’m stoned you be doing the most you not sly |
| I was trying to kick it, but if I keep sipping liquor I’ma turn this mutha |
| fuckin rap show to a- |
| Hold Up |