《Hold Her In My Arms》歌词

歌曲： Hold Her In My Arms

所属专辑：Taking Over

歌手： Sizzla

时长： 04:00

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Ali[00:04:00]

Miscellaneous[00:04:00]

St. Louis Alumni (Bonus Track)[00:04:00]

* Jewely, M.K., Penelope, Kujo, Mic Checker, Boogee Mann, Suga Chi,[00:04:00]

King Jacob, Iceberg, Foundation, Storm, West Stone, Goobee Thug & Fister[00:04:00]

(Intro: Ali)[00:04:00]

Check it out, my name is Ali[00:04:00]

I roll with them Lunatics[00:04:00]

You know us, know what I'm sayin'[00:04:00]

But what you might not know[00:04:00]

Is we got a lot of MC's in St. Louis[00:04:00]

So we gon' do it like this[00:04:00]

First up we got my man Jewely!!![00:04:00]

(Jewely)[00:04:00]

Now what's a grand finale[00:04:00]

If you ain't drinkin' grams in Cali? El Caminos on toners[00:04:00]

Hotel Nico with Mona, w**d from Pamona[00:04:00]

And any ghetto catch this St. Louis n***a on the corner[00:04:00]

My persona known to leave rappers in a coma[00:04:00]

So faggotts stop the grinnin', them chrome rims reflect[00:04:00]

The hate in your face as you see em spinnin'[00:04:00]

MC's are screamin', "No mo' shoutouts" through nine innin's[00:04:00]

I'm drama, like two baby mommas and one pendin'[00:04:00]

This here rapper split up your vest, cause the s**t I'm packin' Dawg'll[00:04:00]

knock your heart out your chest[00:04:00]

Rappers suffer from cardiac arrest[00:04:00]

If I'm uncomfortable I dump a few[00:04:00]

You niggas are actin' like, I won't send em to the afterlife[00:04:00]

This is Judah Zor, a hard act to follow[00:04:00]

Murderous clique nigga, known as desperado.[00:04:00]

(Ali)[00:04:00]

Up next, Hillsdale representative[00:04:00]

My n***a M.K.!!![00:04:00]

(M.K.)[00:04:00]

You knew what time it was soon as you stepped in the door[00:04:00]

*****es gigglin' and pointin', and whisperin', "There he go!"[00:04:00]

Where he go? Me I be loungin' between the ice[00:04:00]

Sippin' Don P with a dime piece right![00:04:00]

Whisperin' in my ear about menage a trois[00:04:00]

Us and her partners, El Passe panties and bras[00:04:00]

Freaky deaky baby I'm lovin' that[00:04:00]

Dig the way that you think, them your partners?[00:04:00]

Get them a drink, s**t one B***h was strippin'[00:04:00]

Cause she didn't get picked, but baby[00:04:00]

We roll with time, it's only rippin' the six, trick[00:04:00]

Minutes later n***a rollin' four deep[00:04:00]

Them B*****s tonguin' in the back[00:04:00]

I'm gettin' some head up in the frontseat[00:04:00]

She like, "I got this" you control the cockpit[00:04:00]

While her partners in the back sixety-ninin' tradin' cock spit.[00:04:00]

(Ali)[00:04:00]

Up next, we got that hazel-eyed heartthrob[00:04:00]

Miss Fo' Reel, Penelope!!![00:04:00]

(Penelope)[00:04:00]

Hot like fire, makin' these niggas yearn[00:04:00]

Don't be stressin' me dirty, you got s**t to learn[00:04:00]

How to keep these seven zeroes that's my only concern[00:04:00]

Put a torch to these hoes, make these B*****s burn[00:04:00]

Stern, as I handle my grit, talk mo' shit[00:04:00]

Spit, and let my fo-fo rip, so B***h don't slip[00:04:00]

Don't make me put a lump on your lip[00:04:00]

A dip in your hip, I'm snatchin' your shit[00:04:00]

I want it all so give me it[00:04:00]

Am I a Luna-chic? Uh huh, I'm a looney *****[00:04:00]

More deadly than the venom that some anacondas spit[00:04:00]

The Marilyn Monroe, of the ghetto[00:04:00]

I'm a sucker for cornrows, niggas in Timbos hey[00:04:00]

(I got old Timbos mama, let me, let me, can I hit that?)[00:04:00]

Oh Lord, look n***a (C'mon mama let me hit that)[00:04:00]

Get the f**k on out of my face talkin' all that[00:04:00]

Old silly ass bullshit.[00:04:00]

(Ali)[00:04:00]

Up next, Kujo!!![00:04:00]

(Kujo)[00:04:00]

Niggas hate me cause I'm nice in the game[00:04:00]

And got a style priceless like ice in the chain[00:04:00]

Aiyyo so who am I? I'm the best to ever spit[00:04:00]

I got that, "Hot Shit" like I'm Nelly and the Tics[00:04:00]

I pop a hot block dodge the cops and the dics[00:04:00]

Cause they want me gone, been in the game too long[00:04:00]

Here's how you want it, you come with guns nigga[00:04:00]

We cock two, got work? I comp too[00:04:00]

Block one, we pop two[00:04:00]

For the love for my family, and my seed[00:04:00]

Makin' sure them records live on, from now until infinity[00:04:00]

I'm from the 34, live in 3D[00:04:00]

Southsiiiiiiide, hot boy like I'm Figi[00:04:00]

Spit the truth til I die, give a f**k you niggas sick of me[00:04:00]

No matter what the f**k you faggotts do[00:04:00]

You can't get rid of me.[00:04:00]

(Ali)[00:04:00]

Peace, to my cousin Trife, up next[00:04:00]

The one and only Mic Checker!!![00:04:00]

(Mic Checker)[00:04:00]

St. Louis, what you know bout high-grade we wastin' it?[00:04:00]

What you know bout 76 pounds to break down in the basement?[00:04:00]

What you know bout chances enough Air Course[00:04:00]

Suitcases and pretty pictures out in Lambert Air Port?[00:04:00]

What you know bout losin' count cause there's so many stacks?[00:04:00]

How many niggas can say s**t like this[00:04:00]

But there's truth in the tracks?[00:04:00]

What you know bout clicked up nigga? Out the country whilin'[00:04:00]

How many you niggas done had P***y from the Virgin Islands?[00:04:00]

What you know bout your broad beggin' to be my mama?[00:04:00]

Lunatics and Skunk dick player up in Trulany[00:04:00]

What you know bout mo' bail? We brolic like Brutis[00:04:00]

Come for them, everyday and my clique's all exclusive[00:04:00]

What you know bout Spanish Town? Amongst the gun clappers[00:04:00]

Buff they penis soup head still on my red snapper.[00:04:00]

(Ali)[00:04:00]

One love to PL-Spin[00:04:00]

Naw you know, up next Boogee Mann!!![00:04:00]

(Boogee Mann)[00:04:00]

Well Mr. B-double-O-G what? M-A-double-N[00:04:00]

I smoke joke and grin, and f**k your best friend[00:04:00]

Only if she a ten, then I slide right in[00:04:00]

Boogee and DJ Spin, be thunder and lightenin'[00:04:00]

Damn that's frightenin, so tuck your vest in[00:04:00]

My lyrical Mack-10, spit flows that kill men[00:04:00]

It's the Midwest y'all, we aimin' at all y'all[00:04:00]

We the ball til we fall or it's nothin' at all[00:04:00]

So just warm up the water, cause we Blink like Trotter[00:04:00]

Half-baked half slaughter, comin' like Vince Carter[00:04:00]

How you want it head or cut? We in the back of the truck[00:04:00]

Tryin' to see if baby girl can make me bust this nut[00:04:00]

Cause I'm 24 inches above the gun creek[00:04:00]

Get these hoes deep, so you pack yo heat.[00:04:00]

(Ali)[00:04:00]

What up Spud? Up next representin' V.I.P.[00:04:00]

King Jacob and Suga Chi!!![00:04:00]

(Suga Chi)[00:04:00]

Microphones I burn B*****s to whom it may concern with this[00:04:00]

Gotta learn this is to all my foes[00:04:00]

Them baby mommas swervin' Neons and Geos[00:04:00]

Cause they nigros to peep my steelo[00:04:00]

In a ??? ready for war, suited and booted[00:04:00]

Undisputed dame, been the same, in the game[00:04:00]

Since my Tenants had fat laces, smack faces[00:04:00]

With Tipsy (Ouch) intoxicated feel it *****[00:04:00]

You gettin' thrown out of clubs ever time you see me.[00:04:00]

(King Jacob)[00:04:00]

Uugh, everybody want to be street[00:04:00]

Guaranteed they bring the most heat[00:04:00]

And swear to God ain't nothin' sweet[00:04:00]

I agree, but I also feel I ain't got to prove shit[00:04:00]

To do it to them punk ass niggas from your click[00:04:00]

I f**k hoes that be so thick, when I roll you know this[00:04:00]

And them twenty inch chrome rims sit so sick[00:04:00]

Motorola s**t for communication, this is to aid my flows[00:04:00]

Take over the whole nation.[00:04:00]

(Ali)[00:04:00]

Iceberg!!![00:04:00]

(Iceberg)[00:04:00]

It's the n***a the player that keeps it duplicated[00:04:00]

Or faded in no type of way, hate it if you like[00:04:00]

But you can't stop us gettin' paid[00:04:00]

Unless you sabotage the stage, or drop us in a place we stand[00:04:00]

And then you have to worry bout your whole state[00:04:00]

We made it now the legacy's forever more[00:04:00]

Style be forever raw, heaven or hell[00:04:00]

I'll stay forever S-T-L[00:04:00]

Catch me down down baby, in a black Humvee[00:04:00]

Comin' to get my f**kin' corner back for Nelly, (E.I.!)[00:04:00]

My f**kin' record sales were barely, (Uh Ohhhhhhhhh!)[00:04:00]

Now there's nothin' they can tell me[00:04:00]

What I do is always too late, for the Louie[00:04:00]

See how you fools respond to these bomb frees[00:04:00]

Bigger Big Lee released all these beats[00:04:00]

And everytime we do what's f**kin' million ???[00:04:00]

And come to answer their question of how come I-C-E-B-G[00:04:00]

Gon become part of this Alumni nigga[00:04:00]

(Ali)[00:04:00]

All the way from the Cle-Town we got my man E[00:04:00]

Hella (Louie Town) Foundation!!![00:04:00]

(Foundation)[00:04:00]

You never met a four, better with metaphors[00:04:00]

Metal for whores, like Tiger's metal four[00:04:00]

Shit, that's what I met her for, strictly city[00:04:00]

Thick cliques mixed with Big Lee[00:04:00]

Can't disturb, stand clap hands dance and swerve[00:04:00]

For the spot where nobody else should fix a hand or word[00:04:00]

E-Perior bless, since we all wreck mic checks[00:04:00]

You guess me on, Midwest be songs, and testin' Jones[00:04:00]

F with the best be gone, no quest-ion[00:04:00]

School yard parties, fourty-four-four[00:04:00]

Seventy West and East, don't get it F in streets[00:04:00]

Style shows like sandals, pumps get handled[00:04:00]

Dismantled, St. Louis is Tony Soprano[00:04:00]

No two, heffers with blow poor, ghetto mo' gurr[00:04:00]

Blow bolo get fooled around the clock.[00:04:00]

(Ali)[00:04:00]

Up next, we got two live MC's[00:04:00]

My man Storm and his home' West Stone.[00:04:00]

(Storm)[00:04:00]

You can't f**k with Storm, six niggas in the truck with Storm[00:04:00]

You want to jack him, but you won't got no luck with Storm[00:04:00]

My dirty run with dirty niggas and he from St. Lou[00:04:00]

Plus he know Kung-Fu, and he got guns too[00:04:00]

That big dick dude, that flip kick fools like Tom Cruise[00:04:00]

You don't wanna battle me dude you gon' lose[00:04:00]

Hit you with one-two's, your lungs bruised[00:04:00]

My foot in the butter so many crews call me doo-doo shoes.[00:04:00]

(West Stone)[00:04:00]

You know Stone is known to break them bones[00:04:00]

Meet your chick and take her home[00:04:00]

Get one chick and make her moan[00:04:00]

And you wonder why these niggas hate the Stone[00:04:00]

Broke their backs, when I wrote the raps[00:04:00]

Nigga don't drink I'll smoke to that[00:04:00]

Niggas hopin' that, I'll take a bow[00:04:00]

Want to take my life? Better take it now[00:04:00]

I'm still alive let me break it down[00:04:00]

Turn this s**t to the O.K. Corral[00:04:00]

Get to blastin', whippin' asses[00:04:00]

Forget that talk shit, I'm with the action[00:04:00]

Want to make it hot? I'ma bring the heat[00:04:00]

Ain't no n***a that can hang with me.[00:04:00]

(Ali)[00:04:00]

Up next we got Goobee Thug[00:04:00]

The rhyme spitter!!![00:04:00]

(Goobee Thug)[00:04:00]

We gon' get two seats recline and lean harder[00:04:00]

X, smoke green, and buy the spring water[00:04:00]

Y'all niggas polish your jewels to bling harder[00:04:00]

I cock the fifth, y'all drop your shit[00:04:00]

Type of n***a rob you to cop the whip[00:04:00]

Catch me, on 23's with a boxter-twist[00:04:00]

See the rocks twinkle twinkle right in front of your eyes[00:04:00]

I shine brighter than the sun in the skies[00:04:00]

Got a gun on my waist, got one in your eye[00:04:00]

And I stays blowin' haze and that Chocolate Thai[00:04:00]

Y'all smoke swag w**d that's brown with seeds in it[00:04:00]

I hustle from first to first through seasons[00:04:00]

And you gotta accept this, I ball like the Celtics[00:04:00]

A. Walker, shake you up[00:04:00]

And I have Ted Foster to make you up.[00:04:00]

(Ali)[00:04:00]

Up next from the Rawkus Crew[00:04:00]

My homeboy Fister!!![00:04:00]

(Fister)[00:04:00]

I'm the man before time, move hands before time[00:04:00]

Like Don Bluth I made The Land Before Time[00:04:00]

Some MC's think they're nice, but not hardly[00:04:00]

That's what they "Say Say Say" like Paul McArtney[00:04:00]

And Michael Jackson, I cypher the action[00:04:00]

To anyone who assists like John Packson[00:04:00]

Who these kids think they is tryin' to act all wild[00:04:00]

They temporary like members of Destiny's Child[00:04:00]

I'm spottin' the top Feds, poppin' the hot lead[00:04:00]

All in his pothead, makin' him drop dead[00:04:00]

Call me Shanksoon, lyrically snatchin' your soul[00:04:00]

Your squad's useless, like the right arm on Bob Dole[00:04:00]

Behold, the manifold of a black Aristotle[00:04:00]

Roadkillin' MC's, with my hand on the throttle[00:04:00]

Smashin' em all, mashin' em all, bashin' em all[00:04:00]

Picked up my Friday check cashin' em all[00:04:00]