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Artiste : YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Titre : Hold 13
(What up Rippah?)
More than a nigga ever thought, oh
Ridin´ with a Glock and it hold thirteen, oh (Ayy, this bitch hold thirteen, nigga)
We be duckin´ from the laws, they tryna capture me, oh (Ayy, we be out here)

I got experience, no degrees
I done put five on the tee (Ah, ah)
We hunt you down about that money
You ain´t gotta hire me (Ah, ah)
But fuck that, I´m out my body
I´ll stick this bitch like Meech (Bitch, bitch)
Just sold two birds of that guy
Before thirty-five, talkin´ E
Feel like Ross on the runway
Pull up, it´s strictly gun play
We introduce you to that gangster shit, you turnin´ this way
They killed lil´ Dave when I was 12, made 20, knocked off his face
Them niggas took a piece of my heart so for a bitch ain´t no space
On my jalooper with the toolie, riding round through my town

I put that toolie right on Fooli´, talking like he get down
Master mind I got the blueprint, in the clone with a bitch that zip shit (Niggas know I fuck with three grams)
I don´t fuck with many, that be three bitch
My lil´ youngin´ only 16, he don´t know a thing but zipping shit
We be killin´ shit from close range, run down, we known to flip shit
Steady at it, free lil´ D-Dawg
Say gangster with that B-Ball (B-Ball)
Just know we gotta see y´all
Say R.I.P. and let the beat fall
You claimin´ that you real, then what´s your definition (What´s your definition?)
We step on shit for real, we at it with the system

Don´t leave no clues, you play then you another victim (Another victim)
We pull up and we spray you, just another killin´ (Another killin´)
Ain´t no handout, all these bullets get hanged out
Still´ll kill yo´ ass, talking headbutts with your pants down
Can´t give no bitch no chance now
Now look you watch that, bad mouth
Two-sixty where you seen the murdering, that´s just what the McLaren cost
Told that bitch ass nigga stand down, I done knocked ´bout four of his mans down
Hard shit, pull up we spraying ´round
Since you wanna gang up, got the police wanna frame us but they could never tame us
These bitch ass niggas ain´t gon´ step on nothing, they know we known to stain something (Stain something, oh)