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letra de honcho - mc eiht

[chorus/intro: premier scratching & conway the machine]
hold up, back up
yeah, n-gga
hold up, back up – got to get the dough
no-no-n-no-no-no time to hide
you know the f-ckin’ vibes, n-gga, gangsta sh-t, f-ck n-gga
hold up, back up – got to get the dough
no-no-n-no-no-no-no time to hide
drive-bys in broad daylight, n-gga (boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!)
hold up, back up – got to get the dough
give a f-ck who outside, boy
no-no-no-no time to hide
look, look, look (brrrr)

[verse 1: conway the machine]
we got guns like the military
k!ll and bury all the opps until i fill a cemetery (hahaha)
you know the motto, i smoke the gelato, lemon-cherry
fifty-clip in every stick i carry, i’m a visionary (ah ha)
i seen this sh-t ‘fore it came to fruition (no cap)
when i used to be recitin’ my sh-t while i was baggin’ ‘caine in the kitchen (whip up)
weighin’ and whippin’, i got shot in my head, i almost died bro
i came within inches: why i been stayin’ relentless (i’m on sh-t)
yeah, at fifteen, caught a body
turned around and looked for witnesses, but never saw n0body
how i’m breakin’ bricks up with my hands? i wasn’t taught karate
i just flipped that sh-t and took the bands
and went and bought a masi (vroom)
ridin’ with the .40 by me, 2021 for ’em
my brother on parole, he still ridin’ with his gun on him (he got his bl!cky, n-gga)
whippin’ fish up all night ’til it become mornin’ (uh-huh)
stay in your lane, this your one warning (boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!)
machine, b-tch
[chorus: premier scratching & mc eiht]
hold up, back up – got to get the dough
geah
no-no-no-no-no time to hide
honcho
hold up, back up – got to get the dough
no-no-no-n-no-no time to hide
geah n-gga, honcho
hold up, back up – got to get the dough
haha
no-no-no-no-no-no time to hide
geah, honcho
hold up, back up – got to get-get the dough
a-and-and everything is alright
big sh-t, n-gga!
geah (b-b-b-buah, geah)

[verse 2: mc eiht]
i had a dream: by any means, kingpin (geah)
sink or swim, i’m jumpin’ off in the deep end
gang signs and a strap, a young adolescent (gr-r-r-ah)
dope fiends and hood rats, you get the message? (haha)
gang rhymes and a strap, and a few crack bags (crack bags)
drive-bys and bodies, a couple toe tags (doo doo doo)
young n-gga, tight eyes in a black suzuki (vroom)
blue rag, deuce-deuce and a fat dookie
snaps on the petro, the dope whip (dope whip)
hit your block twice, n-gga, turnaround trip (b-b-b-buah)
.40 by the waist, sh-t, extra clip (extra clip)
tryna cut it one more? geah, extra flip (ch-ch-ch, yeah)
marathon like nip, win the race (win the race)
whip a pill with the work, babyface (haha)
yeah, my n-gga with the piece, no jesus
four-five, n-gga, you bustas have never squeezed it
geah (geah)
[chorus/outro: premier scratching & mc eiht]
hold up, back up – got to get the dough
no-no-no-no-n-no time to hide
geah, honcho
hold up, back up – got to get the dough
no-no-no time to hide
geah n-gga, honcho
hold up, back up – got-to-get-the dough
haha, geah
no-no-no-no-no-no time to hide
honcho
hold up, back up – got to get the dough
blue stamp official
and-and-and everything is alright
geah! honcho
my n-gga conway, what up? preemo in the building!
my n-gga chill, [?]
and that’s official, n-gga
doo doo doo! geah
shots fired, clown
f-ck that, we the best, right here
hood sh-t, n-gga
geah

- mc eiht

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