Testo I Ain't Gone Hold Ya - Jeezy feat. DJ Drama
Testo della canzone I Ain't Gone Hold Ya (Jeezy feat. DJ Drama), tratta dall'album SNOFALL
Oh, yeah
This what y'all been waitin' for?
Snowman
We back at it
We talkin' quality street music
I ain't gon' hold ya
(We the originators, let's go)
DJ Drama
I ain't gon' hold ya, feel like I got the world on my shoulders
Remind me of weighin' up them boulders
Catch me in all white Benz, chillin' at the red light
Top down and that motherfucker gorgeous
What about that Royal Oak AP with the black face
Yeah, that motherfucker blacker than some Folgers
You rollin' with a real one
Them bitches really love me out here, like they love Soulja Slim in the Nola
I ain't gon' hold ya
Yeah, ya boy a little bipolar, half general, half soldier
Yeah, I got a handful of hair while I hit it from the back
While a real nigga blowin' on some doja (let's Go)
Then I'm gon' fold her
When I get done, I'ma mold her
Same time keepin' my composure
If she keep makin' them faces, keep talkin' to me right
In the mornin', I'ma roll her back over
Play time's over
Came to give you motherfuckers closure
Real niggas only, no posers
If you really got it out the mud, like the Rollie on your wrist
Knock that motherfuckin' dirt up off your shoulders
I ain't gon' hold ya
Nigga really got it with the soda
Really hit them niggas in the motor
Yeah, a nigga really made them deals on the first and the third
'Cause a nigga really tryna hit his quota
What you know about that odor?
Yeah, a nigga came from the corner
Now I'm legal like Tony Motola (get 'em Snow)
Yeah, I really came through the hood in that all white Lamb'
And the first one to do it like Soulja
I ain't gon' hold ya
Nigga came through in all black
Motherfucker thought I played for the Raiders
Talkin' to a street nigga, yeah, I turned real estate mogul
Ain't no tellin' what I paid for them acres (that's facts)
All about that paper
Never been no hatin' in my nature
Don't make me Louis V suitcase ya
Make a nigga cry, got so much money in the safe
You gon' think a motherfucker went and maced ya
Can't let 'em break ya
Nah, nah, you can't let 'em break ya
Man, you can't let these motherfucker snake ya
Nigga when this rap shit done
Get that Magic Johnson money like that nigga when he done with the Lakers
I ain't gon' hold ya
Everything I did, I done told ya
Everything I said, I done showed ya
Did this one for my day one niggas
Say what ya say, can't say a nigga ain't growed ya
Name a nigga colder
Matter of fact, name a nigga bolder
Matter of fact, let me name the nigga for ya
Talkin' 'bout the B-I-G to the S-N-O, but ya already I done told ya
I ain't gon' hold ya
I ain't gon' hold y'all
We the greatest to ever do it
Big Snow
DJ Drama
And like that
We gone
Credits
Writer(s): Terry Lewis, Jay Jenkins, James Samuel Harris Iii, Tyree Simmons, Martin Mccurtis
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