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Never Hold Back - текст песни



Never Hold Back


Cool, okay, I'mma let ya'll take it on your own right now


Why don't you do me a favor (What?) {What?}


Tell me a joke (why did the chicken cross the road?)


{To get five dollars from her baby daddy!}


Eheheheh (hahahahahah) you got that? {eheheh}


We gon' roll with that right there, aight then





Gilla House, muthafucka, Gilla House


Gilla House, muthafucka, Gilla House!


Yeah, another Def Jam, where we don't make stars


We just sign 'em, uh-huh, that's what's up, Big Sox








I'm on the grind... (can't wait to shine)


Fuck that, I pull your blinds, catch you f'ing with mines, no go 'head


I got no time (hate to be wastin' time), muthafucka know the name


And know that I ain't feelin' ya'll lames, like novacaine


Ain't no way you can (stop the train) or the conductor


Of the track, muthafucka, that's E3, my love for the game


(it's just not the same)


Unless it's Gilla House, and Wu-Tang Clan, in the house, cop them thangs


Live together and (pop the chain), know your lane


Fuck cocaine, stick up, bout to blow your brains off the map


The (Flame is back), it's the amazing


J. Blazin' grapes of wrath turn to raisin


What part of the (game is that), we not playin'


Ya'll try'nna raise the price at the door, we not payin'


So watcha (watcha want?) You kids are slum


And son got knuckles in his Air Force One's, come on








Niggaz never seen it this raw (but nothing's gonna hold me back)


Keep the heat up by the big dog (but I don't wanna hold you back)


Nigga gotta get this dough (I just wanna live my life)


Nigga gotta get this dough (Live your life)








Yo, yo, on the air (thought you dead?) But I returned


To give you what you waited four years, now to burn


Hold your head (and know your ledge) your life flash by


Hey, kid, walk straight, master your high


Method Man (Method Man, Man) Whoa, like Black Rob, go


Catch me in the West Wing, I might "Rob Lowe"


Yes, I can (yes, I can can) tap your jaw


And tell whatever chick that I'm with, slap your broad


This is it, (I'm stuck with ya'll) and ya'll stuck with me


In the lap of luxury, where the hell's cut for free


And the kid (can't fuck with ya'll) Til I got a tree


On some new property, at my new pot to pee, have mercy


(Mercy me) Things ain't what they used to


Soon as you get your shot on the top, somebody shoot ya


These rhymes (ain't nursery) Life's a bitch


Then you go to court, and she take half your shit, come on!














My, life, your life, yeah, Mr. Meth, Big John Studd, yo


Ya'll know how I do it, screw it, all day, everyday


You know what I'm sayin'? Stinkin', drinkin' and fightin' crime


Staten Island, stand up, we in the muthafuckin' house


Come on!



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