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letra de hol' up - kendrick lamar

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“hol’ up”

i wrote this record while thirty thousand feet in the air
stewardess complimentin’ me on my nappy hair
if i can f-ck her in front of all of these p-ssengers
they’ll prob’ly think i’m a terrorist
eat my asparagus, then i’m askin’ her
thoughts of a young n-gg-, fast money and freedom
a crash dummy for diamonds, i know you dyin’ to meet ‘em
i’ll prob’ly die in a minute
just bury me with twenty b-tches, twenty million, and a comptown fitted

hol’ up (hol’ up)
hol’ up (hol’ up)
hol’ up (hol’ up)
hol’ up (hol’ up)

yeah, big sh-t poppin’
section 80

back in this b-tch in the back of that b-tch
wit’ my back against the wall and yo’ b-tch on the edge of my d-ck
jump off
i call a b-tch a b-tch, a ho a ho, a woman a woman
i never did nothin’ but break the ground on top of the asphalt
tire mark gave you evidence that i’m easily peddlin’ with the speed of a lightnin’ bolt
as a kid i killed two adults, i’m too advanced
i live my twenties at two years old, the wiser man
truth be told, i’m like eighty-seven
wicked as eighty reverends in a pool of fire wit’ devils holdin’ hands
from the distance, don’t know which one is a christian, d-mn
who can i trust in 2012? there’s no one
not even myself, a gemini screamin’ for help, somebody

hol’ up (hol’ up)
hol’ up (hol’ up)
hol’ up (hol’ up)
hol’ up (hol’ up)

yeah, big sh-t poppin’, everybody watchin’
when you do it like this, n-gg-, losin’ ain’t an option

hol’ up (hol’ up)
hol’ up (hol’ up)
hol’ up (hol’ up)
hol’ up (hol’ up)

yeah, big sh-t poppin’
(ay, ay, kick her out the studio, ali)

24/7 n-gg-, workin’ his -ss for it, she poppin’ that -ss for it
the king of diamonds wit’ diamonds i never do ask for
they checkin’ my p-ssport, i’m too accustomed with customs
she call in the task force, i killed it, somebody cuff ‘im
they want me to fast-forward the game, and why you complain
when you n-gg-s is past poor, you’ll never hop in my lane
when you pushin’ a rav4, you wreckin’ my jaguar
you play like a bad sport, her feet on the dashboard

hol’ up (hol’ up)
hol’ up (hol’ up)
hol’ up (hol’ up)
hol’ up (hol’ up)

yeah, big sh-t poppin’, everybody watchin’
when you do it like this, n-gg-, losin’ ain’t an option

hol’ up (hol’ up)
hol’ up (hol’ up)
hol’ up (hol’ up)
hol’ up (hol’ up)

yeah, big sh-t poppin’, everybody watchin’
when you do it like this, n-gg-…

i wrote this record while thirty thousand feet in the air
stewardess complimentin’ me on my nappy hair
if i can f-ck her in front of all of these p-ssengers
they’ll prob’ly think i’m osama
the plane emergency landed, it was an honor

hol’ up

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