Dj Clue - Holla Holla (remix) - Sözleri

[Ja Rule] 
The world's most dangerous DJ 
Cluemanati!!! 
Get ready Queens it's dat real shit 
Holla 

[Jay Z] 
Yeah yeah 
Hovah Hovah 
We takin ova so just Told ya It's murda 
I'm here for that paper playa fuck one time 
I'm here ta break ya playa one nine 
Make ya scream and holla partner 
When I blaaka partner 
When I squeeze niggaz breathe like (breathes) 
We da realest niggaz we killaz niggaz 
We murdaraz 

[Vita] 
Vita Vita to all of my bitchez dats ready to flip dollaz dollaz 
Lemme hear you holla holla 
Gunshots pop up like it's murda 
Ja's a murdera 
I'm a murderous bitch 
Semi semi automatic in my Fendi Fendi 
Bag for any any hoez feelin envy envy 
If you chose to but I got some killaz dat'll bury and use you 
It's murda 

[Black Child] 
Nigga this is for the dough dough, hurtin hurtin 
Y'all niggaz is curteous curteous 
When the pound kick, round spit hit the ground quick 
Playa Playa I hate Hate who'se flow flow is so so 
Midget niggaz who flow slow 
Fire fire when I spit, full clip 
Niggaz wet em wet em whoever holdin the coke 
We'll dead em dead em 
All my thug niggaz and thug bitches 
this all it takes for paper if you feelin me 
Holla Holla 


[Chorus] x 2 
All my niggaz thats ready to get dollaz dollaz 
Bitches know who get em a lil hotta hotta 
Come on if you rollin wit me folla folla 
Its murda 

[Memphis Bleek] 
Niggaz 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 aint you aint on my dick shorty but yo friend is 
It's murda murda for life 
Me and Ja nigga hold that hold that hold that 
Niggaz ain't ready to die but we did it did it 
Make em feel it feel it all 16 comin from my .45 digits 

[Tah Murda] 
If you holla Black cal is all about a dolla 
Dollaz Dollaz Nigga I'm from Homocide Hollis 
Hate Hoe'z dat love to swallow swallow 
We original robbers robbers wit revolvers 
Sippin henny and renny and remy 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 muthafucka don't forget it! 

[Chorus] x 2 

[Busta Rhymes] 
Yeah yeah 
Yeah ah yo yo Murda Murda 
Now what you bout to do? 
Lay you out on a stretcher 
I betcha that when I get ya 
I'll make y'all niggaz leak from my lyrical lecture 
And treasure the moment of pleasure but when I wet ya (what) 
Split ya cardiovescular up from the bullets we sent ya 
Listen we dishin our flava we cookin da kitchen (what) 
Like we cookin and breakin our la-ast pot we got to piss in 
I'm bout to cop an ounce of ? (how many wanna chip in) 
And get a bunch of wild murderin niggaz time is all we ?? 

[Ja Rule] 
Neva eva before fore 
Whatever reason you think you law 
Lord tell em I'ma nigga that clip it cock it and dead em 
I'ma behead em for no flow 
Wet em if they dry slow 
Funny style niggaz I'll lift like lo loz 
Then pimp yo broke hoez (whoa) 
I'ma I'ma pop pop and leave leave niggaz gagged and shot 
Why why the fuck not I'm a murderer murderin any 
and everything thats in my way 
Holla Holla 





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