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| Hollar If Ya Hear Me
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Ah yeah...
Uhh
Uhh
Hollar if Ya Hear me
Yeah...
Here we go
Turn it up
Lets start
From block ta block
Were snatchin hearts
And jackin marks
And tha punk police cant fade me
And maybe
We can have peace someday G
But right now I got my mind set up
Lookin down tha barrell of my 9
Get up
Cause its time to make tha pay back phat
To my brothers on tha block--better stay strapped black
And accept no substitutes
I bring truth to tha youth tear tha roof off tha ol school
Oh no, I wont turn tha other cheek
In case ya cant see us while we burn the other week
Now we gotta make it smash
Blast
How long will it last, till tha broke get more cash
Until then
Raise up!
Tell my young black males
Blaze up!
Lifes a mess dont stress
Test
Im givin ..[????]
Much love to my brothers in tha pen
See ya when I free ya
If not, when they shut me in
Once again, is there no one else strapped
Keep ya hands on ya gat
Now ya boys watch ya back
Cause in tha alleys of cali ima tell ya
Mess with tha best and tha vest couldnt help ya
Scream, if ya feel me
See it clearly? your too near me
Chorus
Hollar if Ya Hear me
Hollar if Ya Hear me
Hollar if Ya Hear me
Pump ya fists like this
Hollar if ya hear me
(pump, pump) if ya pissed
To tha sell-outs livin it up
One way or another youll be givin it up
I guess cause im black boy
Im supposed to say peace, sing songs, and get capped on
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But its time for tha new plan, BAM!
Ill be swingin like a one man clan
Here we go
Turn it up
Dont stop
To my homies on tha block
Gettin dropped by cops
Im still around for ya
Keepin my sound
Underground for ya
And ima throw a changup
Quayle, like you never brought my name up
Now my homies in tha backstreets
Tha blackstreets
They fear me when they rollin in they phat jeeps
This aint just a rap song
A black song
Tellin all my brothers, get they strap on
And look for me in tha struggle
Hustlin to tha other brothas bubble
Chorus
Hollar if Ya Hear me
Hollar if Ya Hear me
Hollar if Ya Hear me
Will I quit, will I quit?
They claimin that im violent
But still I kick
Representin
Never give up on a good thing
Wouldnt stop it if we could
Its a hood thing
And now im like a major threat
Cause I remind you of the things you were made to forget
Bring tha noise
To all my boyz
Know tha real from tha bustas
And the decoys
And if ya hustle like a real G
Pump ya fists if ya feel me
Hollar if Ya Hear me
Learn to survive in tha nine-tre
I make crime pay
I was in crime pay
Whatever it takes to make a stand
Cause nobody elsel give a damn
So we live like caged beasts
Waitin for tha day to let tha rage free
Still me, till they kill me
I love it when they fear me
Hollar if Ya Hear me
Chorus
Hollar if Ya Hear me
Hollar if Ya Hear me
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21.Jul.2001 01:07:36 |
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