Chorus: (2X(

(Holla Holla)

All my niggaz thatz ready to get (dollaz dollaz)

Bitches know wh can get em a little (hotta hotta)

Come on if you roll'n wit me (follow follow)

itz murda...





Verse 1:

Think you fuck'n wit Ja nada

watcha want to go dolla for dolla??? (holla holla)

My niggaz is (hotta hotta)

fucks plenty bitches and dug bitches for pretty niggaz

you look in my eyez and tell me they style ain't ridiculous

(bitches bitches) pop da puss and bounce like (hit it hit it)

sure if your favorite iz long (get it get it) baby baby

don't you want to leave tonight and fuck wit me

'cause we really need to be freak'n off at any cost

itz on me, if you married, then get a divorce

when i hitz it, some women get twisted

have em twitch'n, like "damn look what the dick did"

i just want to hit it tha worst way, right after a long day

and put tha puss on lay-a-way, heard me?

I'm that, dirty nigga that get you hot, and heat it

baby girl if you wanted ass, why don't you eat it?



Chorus: Repeat 2X



Verse 2:

Let me holla at my TRU thugs

if niggaz want war, bust slugs

nigga, what? I'm hotta hotta and just can't be touched

Plus anybody that fucks wit me, gonna get felt

how many want it? determines how the slugs get dealt

'cause i )split em split em)

Choke then niggaz like roaches and then (clip em clip em)

long as I'm alive imma (hit em hit em)

respect mines to tha day of my demise

don't fuck wit me 'cause the flowz (killa killa)

whoever eva who wants it?

itz yourz, now your gonna (get it get it)

(feela feela) nigga full of holes

threat em like hoes and show no love to them homo thugs

itz us you want to fuck with

as soon as them slugs skip from body to body

go from brave to bitch

i don't respect it plus niggaz committed treason

who want it with Ja? who ready to die breathing





Chorus: Repeat 2X



Verse 3:

Ja baby, one of tha many many niggaz who sip hennessy

wit tha two seaters, sit'n on twenties

I, I be wit runnin in, runnin out

then, thou bestow hit em up, gun em down

niggaz ain't ready for Ja, anywayz anyhow

i give it give it go niggaz, claimin that they live it

real (niggaz niggaz) brandish then iron and flash

like (hold this hold this) when you got nothin to live for

notice, niggaz be hot, and more explosive

focus, ready to rip em up wit tha dope, this

my life, niggaz iz front'n and stuntin for nothin

betta act right, fore i spark and dim your light?

imma hazard to niggaz, a bastard

to bitches, when in doubt, go for stealth, and clap tha finish

anything movin rightfully hit for wrong doing

imma follow and encourage all my niggaz to WHAT?!?!



Chorus: Repeat till end

Writer : LORENZO/ATKINS/GREEN
Copyright : Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC