Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hold Something, artist - Tec
Date of issue: 30.10.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Hold Something |
Yeah, yeah |
Yeah, turn up, turn up |
Yeah, ooh, ooh |
We gon' pull up with them poles, let 'em hold somethin' |
Nigga feel like he want smoke, let me know somethin' |
When we catch him, we gon' bless him like his nose runnin' |
Finesse came with a whole hundred, no stock but I’ll fold somethin' |
Let off shots on they block, let 'em hold somethin' |
Money I drop on an opp, let 'em hold somethin', yeah |
Let off shots on they block, let 'em hold somethin' |
Money I drop on an opp, let 'em hold somethin' |
Whole lot of bodies, whole lot of homis, whole lot of rap guns |
Never spare nothin' |
Bitch, I’m out the nation like I’m Farrakhan |
One up on Lil Lu, I pile on you and shoot the fat one |
I’ma pull up shootin' everyone |
With this drum, could produce an album, yeah |
Cut my dog, fuck that talkin', bitch, go smoke somethin' |
That was 1 o’clock, nigga’s body dropped around 4 somethin' |
Scope somethin' |
Came with the knife, poke somethin' |
I got the driver, his loads comin' |
We pull up and rob all the dope from 'em, yeah |
We do this shit with no effort |
And it ain’t shit you could tell us |
Booked up on shows, we don’t look at the schedule |
Do this for Zo, I’ma bring 'em that pressure, yeah |
Diamonds in my Rollie bezel |
All of these hoes make me feel like Hugh Hefner |
I’m on gelato, shit strong as Brock Lesnar |
K and a nine on me, no German Shepard, no |
I fell in love with that Wockhardt |
Had to sneak me a pint through the airport |
'Fore I pour it out, I’ll go to jail for it |
Walkin' through TSA, always paranoid |
They say my pockets on steroids |
Big ass house, Uncle Elroy |
I declare war, ain’t no fair warnin' |
Niggas know we comin', just prepare for it |
We gon' pull up with them poles, let 'em hold somethin' |
Nigga feel like he want smoke, let me know somethin' |
When we catch him, we gon' bless him like his nose runnin' |
Finesse came with a whole hundred, no stock but I’ll fold somethin' |
Let off shots on they block, let 'em hold somethin' |
Money I drop on an opp, let 'em hold somethin', yeah |
Let off shots on they block, let 'em hold somethin' |
Money I drop on an opp, let 'em hold somethin' |
Whole lot of robberies |
We want them chains, then rings, and we want them watches |
Not just a rapper, niggas is actors, need to go get 'em an Oscar |
I jump out and hit 'em in Prada |
Couple young dread niggas with me like Shottas |
Get hit with this drum, you might lose a lung |
It’s gon' be too late for a doctor |
Too late for a nurse |
Told mama I’m sorry, I used to take change out her purse |
Eat up like mob, if he gotta die, my niggas arrangin' it first |
Catch a body, take a Vegas trip |
Lately I been in the latest shit |
If you ain’t with it, why you say this shit? |
That’s a free body, they ain’t pay him shit |
Throw it at him, let him hold somethin' |
Back and forth, I’m a roadrunner |
She sniff a lot, it got her nose runnin' |
You say my name, a hundred hoes comin' |
You say my name, the plug pullin' up |
I smuggled her out while you with a cup |
You can’t come around, you ain’t hood enough |
Do this for the set, yeah, my hood is up |
I dropped a backend on some ice |
That’s your wife, she come around me, I would’ve fucked |
Came up off a package, I’m with an actress |
You can’t believe Meagan Good with us |
I got a thing for them blue strips |
I fell in love with them bands |
I don’t know who got a problem |
I pulled up with a hundred poles in the van |
We gon' pull up with them poles, let 'em hold somethin' |
Nigga feel like he want smoke, let me know somethin' |
When we catch him, we gon' bless him like his nose runnin' |
Finesse came with a whole hundred, no stock but I’ll fold somethin' |
Let off shots on they block, let 'em hold somethin' |
Money I drop on an opp, let 'em hold somethin', yeah |
Let off shots on they block, let 'em hold somethin' |
Money I drop on an opp, let 'em hold somethin' |
AR-15 with the beam, a big old somethin' |
Rockin' lecture or check through the bitch, I’ll explode somethin', boom |
Heard you rattin', lil' nigga, you told somethin' |
Four-five under my coat, somethin' |
Tried to run, I took his soul from him |