DA HOL 9

DA HOL 9 - Urbody Hit da Flo' lyrics

[Hook: 1- Kemo 2- Kaos]

[1] Urbody hit da flo'! my Calico's

In the trunk, with the 44 (oh noooo!)

[2] Ya boys tryin to come and get me

Niggas tryin to pistol whip me

And I aint got my fuckin pistol wit me!

[1] Urbody hit da flo'! my Calico's

In the trunk, with the 44 (oh noooo!)

[2] Niggas try me like new pussy

But always end up gettin fucked up

Come and get ya some nigga

(Gettin fucked up)

[Verse 1: Kemo]

You know Kemo be down to ride, niggas straight as fuck

These niggas from the other side, they hate my guts

All up on my nuts, tryin to rate my cuts

Smoke me down wit the AK, then escape wit bucks

So I lace my Chuks, will I get away or what?

Will I be able to let my fuckin pistol spray 'em up?

Real niggas keep in touch, but I don't notice nigga

Wish I could get my Calico or 40 for this nigga

Which I'ma show these niggas, this aint no fuckin riddle

I thought you knew about these niggas off in that fuckin middle

I think I got enough, heart to make it to the strap

They kickin in the front, while I'm breakin out the back

Threw the coco sack, I usually tuck my gat

These niggas caught me slippin muthafucka, but I'll be back

Wit my pistol grip, shootin out missiles bitch

Lay down in the shed nigga, cuz it's a hit

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Kaos]

Pants sagged, doo rag

Tilted hat, to the back

Black mask, strap in the lap

Rollin through the fuckin tracks

Who want beef, nigga we deep, off up in these fuckin streets

Aint no peace, call yo peeps, they gon get they ass beat

All we ride wit is killas, punkin head wig-splittas

Heavy hittas, dump you in that Mississippi River niggas

Northside: yak sippas, Southside: cap peelas

Westside: crack dealers, Eastside: Jack Trippers

Not the one wit Janet and Krissy, I'm talkin bout my gritty

Slice off a titty wit no bitty, kin folk from the city

It don't matter where you live, fuck you and yo relatives

Call the cops, I can get you knocked by some lil' ghetto kids

Ay, think about yo family, I don't give a fuck goddamny

While you rest in peace, I'll be on the beach, in Miami

Wit yo thick chick, shit I'll put her out on that strip

And sell that pussy and my zips

Don't make me empty out this clip bitch

[Hook]

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