Holla Holla (Remix)

IT'S MURDA!

Yeah yeah, Hova Hova

We taking over soldier, told ya it's Murda

I'm here for that paper player, fuck one time

I'm here to break ya playa one nine

Make ya scream and holla partner

When I block ya partner

When I squeeze **** breathe like {****ahh-hah, ahh-hah****}

We the realest **** we killaz ****

We Murderers, feel us?

Vita Vita to all of my bitches

That's ready to flip dollars dollars

Lemme hear you holla holla

Gunshots pop up like it's murda

Ja's a murdera

I'm the murderous bitch

Semi semi automatic in my Fendi Fendi bag

For any any hoes feelin envy envy if you choose to

But I got some killers that'll bury and use you

It's murda!!

**** we do this for the doe doe, hurtin hurtin

Y'all **** is curtains curtains

When the pound kick, round spit hit the ground quick

Playa playa I hate a hater whose flow flow is so-so

Midget **** who grow slow

Fire fire when I spit, full clip

**** wet em wet em

Whoever holdin the coke we'll dead em dead em

All my thug **** and thug bitches

This all it takes for paper if you feelin me

(holla holla) All my **** thats ready to get

(Dollars dollars) Bitches know who can get em a little

(Hotter hotter) Come on, if you rollin wit me

(Follow follow) It's murda..

(holla holla) All my **** thats ready to get

(dollars dollars) Bitches know who can get em a little

(hotta hotta) Come on, if you rollin wit me

(follow follow) It's murda..

Yeah, yeah

**** neva neva, seen a killa like Bleek

You could get it get it in a second on these streets

Now it's Memphis Memphis and my gun bust tremendous

You ain't you ain't on my dick shorty but yo friend is

It's murda murda for life

Me and Ja **** hold that hold that

**** ain't ready to die with us get it get it

Make em feel it feel it all 16 comin from my .45 digits

Make you holla black cal is all about a dolla

Dollars dollars **** I'm from homocide Hollis

Hate hoes that love to swallow swallow

We original robbers robbers wit revolvers

Sippin Henny and Remi and Remi wit any

Wit Tah spittin the semi spittin the semi

In any anybody could spit it spit it

But can he live it live it

It's murda motherfucker don't forget it!

(holla holla) All my **** thats ready to get

(dollars dollars) Bitches know who can get em a little

(hotta hotta) Come on, if you rollin wit me

(follow follow) It's murda..

(holla holla) All my **** thats ready to get

(dollars dollars) Bitches know who can get em a little

(hotta hotta) Come on, if you rollin wit me

(follow follow) It's murda..

Murda murda, yo, yo-yo yo

Now what you 'bout to do?

Lay you out on a stretcher

I betcha that when I get ya

I'll make y'all **** leak from my lyrical lecture

And treasure the moment feel pleasure from when I wet ya (WHAT!)

Split ya cardiovascular up from the bullets we sent ya

Listen we dishin our flava we cook in the kitchen (what!)

Like we cookin and breakin our la-ast pot we got to piss in

I'm bout to cop an ounce of lye (how many wanna chip in?!)

And murder while a bunch of wild murderin ****

Time is never before

Neva eva before fore

Whatever reason you think you law

Lord tell em I'mma **** that clip it cock it and dead em

I'mma behead em for no flow, wet em if they dry slow

Funny style **** I'll lift like lo-lo's

Then pimp yo broke hoes (whoa!)

I'mma, I'mma, pop, pop and leave, leave **** gagged and shot, why

Why the fuck not I'm a murderer murderin' any and everythang that's in my way, holla holla