Man, Hold Up - Chamillonaire



Letra de Man, Hold Up, canción donde Chamillonaire interpreta uno de los temas que más suenan en el albúm Mixtape Messiah 2. Si te gusta la buena musica y te apasiona conocer letras de canciones de Chamillonaire no te pierdas este single llamado Man, Hold Up, no querras parar de escucharlo.

Letra Man, Hold Up - Chamillonaire

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[ De: https://www.dicelacancion.com/letra/chamillonaire/man-hold-up ] (Intro - Chamillionaire - talking) Hold
up, hold up If you got change for a
dollar in your pocket right now Then
it's time to exit the club If you've
been sippin out the same cup since you
got here and now you swallowin ice (woo)
Then it's time to exit the club If you
made one toss and all the money you had
disappeared, then please step to the
rear Then it's time to step your game up
ch-ch-cheah, ch-ch-cheah, ch-ch-cheah,
Chamillitary mayne (Chorus -
Chamillionaire) Got a couple grand hold
it up (up) With your left hand and say
man hold up (man hold up) Boys in the
front blowin up (up) With the fat stacks
in the club, that's us (man that's us)
My boys got the club sewed up Stacks so
fat, that they can't fold up (can't fold
up) The girls in the club know us (us)
Because we act bad everytime we show up
(sho nuff) (Verse - Chamillionaire)
Yeah, you know it's on tonight I got 'em
strippin for my tip when I'm in "Harlem
Nights" ($5 Tuesdays nigga) Uh, yeah and
I got on all this ice (woo) I just came
from Johnny the Jeweler, better guard
your sight (just paid Johnny partner)
Uh, yeah, in Dallas "Gentlemen's" These
other boys is holdin ones, we holdin
Benjamins (that's real talk) Uh, yeah,
go ahead and send 'em in Cause we so
rich, them haters sick, but ain't no
medicine (them haters sick) Uh, yeah,
police harassin us Who's vehicle is
this? Is somethin that you've asked
enough (for real) Uh, yeah, groupies for
passin just We kick 'em out that candy
door, they come right back to us (come
right back to us, already) Uh, yeah, the
golden plaques was up but I saw gold and
that was old, so I got platinum plus
(revenge) Uh, yeah, bring it if you bad
enough But if you not get up outta here
or back it up (back, back it up) Uh,
Pimp C OG's, so I'm a ballin by that bar
in here, like he told me (that Sweet
Jones) Uh, yeah, my nigga drinks on me I
got some dough you can "Get Throwed"
like the homie Bun B (throwed, throwed)
Uh, yeah, they wanna be like me, I'm in
that lot, I'm hoppin outta candy ESV's
Uh, yeah (yeah), she tried to kept on me
that's when I spot my trunk and "Swang"
it like T-R-A-E (swang and I swang and I
swang to the left) Uh, yeah, don't act
like y'all forgot that I've been makin
Houston hits legit as Rap-A-Lot (what up
International Red) Uh, yeah, let off the
gas and stop if you still spinnin like
them mix show DJ's, add the box (what up
home of the Boys) Uh, yeah, we watchin
Magnavox, the car TV's is big enough,
boys in the back can watch (already) Uh,
yeah, they want my cash to stop, but it
won't stop (it won't stop) cause I stay
grindin 'til my casket drop (now run it
back) Uh, yeah, they want my cash to
stop, but it won't stop (ch-cheah) cause
I stay grindin 'til my casket drop
(Chamillitary mayne) They told me that
talk is cheap, but broke hoes be sure
talkin Used to be moonwalkin, now those
be strobe walkin Broke hoes for sure
callin, fo fos and fos crawlin Don't
play with my paper get a broke nose and
oh darling Sure starvin, hungry for
fetti like it's fettuccine Got a
problem, they see me, cause I'ma solve
it, believe me Better be good at magic
and bottle the baddest genie Had to
holla at Jay, cause the neck just look
better blingy Wanna be me, I'm just too
real to be duplicated If you don't know
me, yeah you never met me, then you
should hate it You can have an opinion,
but I ain't one to debate it If you
ridin spinners, stop it, that nonsense
is overrated Even if you on dubs,
especially if you on hubs Them sixes is
stationary, but somethin that you will
love Shout out to the blue and cuz,
shout out to my B and bloods We ain't
tryna be gangsta, for real, we just doin
us Yeah we gettin that paper, if you say
that we're not It's obvious you residin
somewhere up under a rock Got 'em
staring outside, they love how the trunk
pop Like Block E-N-T is me, they be all
on my Yung Joc Reppin them hard blocks,
where them hustlers they all ready Your
lady all hung up on you, now she callin
your boy's celly And that's because
y'all p

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