Hold On (Shut Up) ft. Young Jeezy
MGK [Verse:1] I don’t gang bang hoe, I just gang bang these hoes, And I keep like 8 j’s rolled, Then I face em after my shows, And I got yo main thang bro, on my dang-a-lang where she swang and hang like an Orangutan but you don’t really wanna problem because everyone of my boys bang- a-rang, Cocaine, cocaine, My skin white like cocaine, marked up like them old trains and I keep it hood with this Lo Mein, Propane, propane, Spark that shit like pro- pane, On the eastside of my domain bitch I kick more shit then Lou Cain, Now hold on, shut up, Who remembers my come up? Who remembers my broke ass when I had no food for my stomach? Who remembers my haters when I was keeping it G? Cuz I don’t remember them bitches but them hoes remember me, Holla back, 2 phones I don’t call shit, wild boy cuz I start shit, Rager cuz I moshpit and this A stands for Anarchist, My Heart is Antartic, Burn one and get carsick, Floating like a Carpet, Bitch I’m higher then a starship, Tatted up so I can’t work, U would think I got paid first, Tear that pussy out the frame, u would think that bitch gave birth, All these sins, u would think that I hate church, And they said “thou shall not steal” but fuck that, i’ll take her. [Chorus] Hold on, shut up, Who remembers my come up? Who remembers my broke ass when I had no food for my stomach? Who remembers my haters when I was keeping it G? Cuz I don’t remember them bitches but them hoes remember me, Hold on, Shut Up Hold on, Shut Up Hold on, Shut Up Who remembers my haters when I was keeping it G? Cuz I don’t remember them bitches but them hoes remember me now Hold on! Young Jeezy [Verse:2] I don’t remember these hoes, I don’t remember these niggas Fuck niggas, bitches too, all I see is these figures I got Versace on, Versace lights, I ain’t seeing these niggas, Chances is, chances are I raised three outta three of these niggas. Look, all bark no bite, all rap no white But she want her friends, to get with my friends, so we can be friends, well alright Machine gun, we got one, machine gun I got one See me, I’m a real nigga, probably mad at me cuz he not one Straight choppin’ music, no bite, eighteen dwarf niggas, Snow White You can bet a nigga if I said a nigga, ten out of ten, it’s no white Tell me what’s not to love why hate, want a real answer nigga, i’ll wait Treat my ‘rari like I’m in a roller derby, put the shoes on and I skate Say you don’t like me, nigga, you know me, nigga See a sound of me, that’s hate Say you wanna rap about it, wanna talk about it, and aint live the shit, that’s fake Say it’s coming back and this locking up sound like to me, that’s flake Say you don’t rock with me, you don’t fuck with me, Stay you fuck around me, that’s great Hold up
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