Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hang On, artist - Outlawz. Album song Ride Wit Us Or Collide Wit Us, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 28.09.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Outlaw Recordz
Song language: English
Hang On |
Hold your head |
Put your head to the sky |
For my ankle bracelet niggas (Hang on) |
25 to life niggas |
Outlawz hang on (Hang on) |
Hang on |
All my thugs hang on (Hang on) |
Hang on (Hang on) |
Yeah |
Verse 1: Young Noble |
For all my thug niggas I got on the block (Hang on) |
For all the little homies running from the cops (Hang on) |
If you a fiend around the way coked out (Hang on) |
If you a ex-drug dealer smoked out (Hang on) |
If you a soldier locked down in the hole (Hang on) |
No heat in your house and its cold (Hang on) |
No job just got laid off (Hang on) |
You did your verse but we taking you off (Hang on) |
You had your ears all ready for the Lawz (Hang on) |
And if you think about sniffing that rock (Hang on) |
You about to hop in your homies stolen car (Hang on) |
You got a dream to be a big rap star (Hang on) |
You gotta hustle but you keep getting robbed (Hang on) |
And now you paying for protection from the mob (Hang on) |
Your baby mama want half of your check (Hang on) |
And your little homies give you no respect (Hang on) |
And now you waiting for your time to come around (Hang on) |
Be offered work and you turning it down (Hang on) |
And now your homies looking at you all funny (Hang on) |
You been clocking for 12 years and no money (Hang on) |
Chorus: Young Noble |
Hang on |
If you’re out in the cold with nowhere to go you gotta (Hang on) |
You 15 and you feel real old youngster (Hang on) |
You only 21 and you ain’t even coming home soldier (Hang on) |
Four kids and make enough to feed one homie (Hang on) |
Verse 2: Young Noble |
Hang on |
If you a thug (Hang on) |
You on drugs (Hang on) |
You took slugs (Hang on) |
You shed blood (Hang on) |
You got it bad (Hang on) |
You niggas mad (Hang on) |
You unprotected |
Hand on |
And now she pregnant (Hang on) |
You pop shit and you don’t even got a glock (Hang on) |
You from the streets and you don’t even got a block (Hang on) |
You got the nerve to try to criticize me (Hang on) |
Trying to judge the Young N-O-B-L-E (Hang on) |
My homie Swift locked down right now (Hang on) |
You got dough for some pounds right now (Hang on) |
Too many niggas on your block for you to eat (Hang on) |
Them out of town niggas steady trying to creep (Hang on) |
Verse 3: Ya Yo |
If you single 'cause your man ain’t shit (Hang on) |
Independent ain’t pressed for the dick (Hang on) |
Kool-Aid money with Cristal taste (Hang on) |
You ain’t think that I will punch you in your face (Hang on) |
All my ladies in the struggle like me (Hang on) |
All my ladies trying to bubble like me (Hang on) |
You go to school or you strip for a living (Hang on) |