笨小笨Holla (Album Version|Edited)歌词由Jay-Z&Memphis Bleek演唱，出自专辑《The Dynasty: Roc La Familia 2000》，下面是《Holla (Album Version|Edited)》完整版歌词！
Holla (Album Version|Edited)歌词完整版
Holla (Album Version|Edited) - Jay-Z/Memphis Bleek
Lyrics by：Brian Biggs/Malik Cox/B. Biggs
Composed by：Brian Biggs/Malik Cox/B. Biggs
Produced by：B-High/Memphis Bleek
Uh huh
Is why'all ready
Is why'all ready
Holla if you real and you know you a G
Holla deep in these streets when you pumpin' that D
Holla in your hood screamin' **** police
Holla you keep a gun and you bust for beef
Holla if you real and you know you a G
Holla deep in these streets when you pumpin' that D
Holla be in your hood screamin' **** police
Holla you keep a gun and you bust for beef
Niggas say I'm focused now they know that's my style
But dog I'm on the block with that coke and a smile
I still got the crack heads ID
And they know I collect for the first and fifteenth
I still take cabs to that capsule spot
For them 31 illusions and them purple tops
And the game ain't change niggas is taught different
I'm raised off one rule never get caught slippin'
That's why I eat sleep **** with my gat
Bag up take a piss **** a ***** with my gat
And I done sold it all from crack to marijuana
You can't deny it I'm in hoods like Tom Warner
Beat cop take away I keep my ****
They don't know I deliver off the beeps I get
And you snitch niggas a*s want to peep my ****
But I'ma show you how deep into these streets I get
Holla if you real and you know you a G
Holla deep in these streets when you pumpin' that D
Holla in your hood screamin' **** police
Holla you keep a gun and you bust for beef
Holla if you real and you know you a G
Holla deep in these streets when you pumpin' that D
Holla be in your hood screamin' **** police
Holla you keep a gun and you bust for beef
Yo see what this game made and of age I came
And you up and coming rappers know you young to this game
I went from Marcy to Hollywood I'm back again
I don't need no applaud to clap again
Let alone no award from rap to win
Talk drama get yourself wrapped up in
Severe head trauma get beat with the nine lime-a
Cut your hand off if you ******* with my product
That slayed **** I'm on the grave shift
We all know ****** up money don't pay rent
You short with my ones you short one thumb
You can't come up short where the **** I'm from
We got dues to pay new tools to spray
Who's to say Bleek won't make news today
You know the ooze'll spray if you refuse to pay
And I move the yae nigga day by day
Holla if you real and you know you a G
Holla deep in these streets when you pumpin' that D
Holla in your hood screamin' **** police
Holla you keep a gun and you bust for beef
Holla if you real and you know you a G
Holla deep in these streets when you pumpin' that D
Holla be in your hood screamin' **** police
Holla you keep a gun and you bust for beef
Holla
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