| Shoot you like a free throw, don’t be no hero
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| Turnt into a zero, I’m hard to find like Nemo
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| Pour wine on you like Nino, to the format
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| Walk on you like a doormat
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| I made a bet, did they score that?
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| Man money I fold that, dice I roll that
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| Tell a freak to HO’LAT
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| Oh you decided, money you gon' hide it
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| And not divide it, never split the pie
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| And then you’re gonna lie and straight deny it?
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| Hell’s where your souls at, freak you’s a polecat
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| And I’ma let you know that, and you can’t control that
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| Straight expose that, until you HO’LAT
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| Straight to the abyss, with a death wish
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| Pasta and fish, and cannabis, and a bucket list
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| That’s bucket list, and stuck in this, like a Stucky Fish
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| And you know that, snap quick like a Kodak
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| Homie where is that dro at? |
| Yea you need to roll that
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| It’s time to blow that Fillmoe, HO’LAT
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| Every time I come through, I sit her down what you wan' do?
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| Knockout a nigga with the 1, 2/ I don’t need a gun dude
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| And tryna run up was a dumb move, you niggas broke the number 1 rule
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| Now I gotta show that, lil nigga where the doe at
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| You gotta reap what you sow jack, homie now you know that
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| Ain’t no thang to throw a couple of blows and tellem HO’LAT
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| You niggas dealin with a monster, get in ya veins like ganja
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| I been (raised??) like a doctor, crooked like a copper
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| Bomb like Osama, Bin Laden drama
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| And you don’t really want that, the flow clean pullin' kojax
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| Dope fiends call it cold crack, sippin on the (bozac?)
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| Tell ya girl to come here so I can see if she a HO’LAT
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| If not back up off me unless (she tryna boss me)?
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| Wake em up like caffeine and coffee
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| You’re gonna need an army to disarm me
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| 'Cus Im never ever heated softly, I keep a fo' fo' gat
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| Bodies on it call it throw back, Made nigga killin mo' raps
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| I’m the typa man (???) toss you a hand grenade and say here (??) HO’LAT
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| Being caught up in the aftermath, is like a Magic Johnson pass
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| Black bag fulla filthy cash
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| Now you flip the Steve Nash, how long will that last
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| 'cus time goes real fast
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| Gonna think you stole that, then you resold that
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| Had to get that dough back
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| Now its time to show that, quick control that
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| Word life HOLD THAT
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| This is a film mix, like Stanley Kubrik
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| Nothing to fool with, get ya poolstick
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| Hit the Que ball, floss my white wall
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| My rise and my fall
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| I know you know that, Fillmoe don’t hold back
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| San Francisco that
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| Now where’s the hope at where’s the dope at, Homeboy HO’LAT
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| Don’t gimme that shit, you niggas want a little bit of that fix
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| You know the Krayzie (gassin?) really got hits
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| You gotta be really swift if you really wanna catch my drift
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| (Then I come with a slow rap??) peace love hate mo rap
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| When I spit it on a dope track
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| Everybody clone that, and get to thinking that they own that, they better HO’LAT
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| Tell em all look, real, recognize real
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| Recognize steal and I recon you live
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| Just with the skills, you can be killed
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| Especially when they tryna short stop my (meals/ mills)
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| ??? |
| niggas where the dope at, give it to me let me roll that
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| Blaze up, lemme smoke that
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| And im toked, and im loaded, inhale through the throat, HOL’AT |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ho'Lat , by - Andre Nickatina. Song from the album Andre Nickatina, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп