What You Hollin’ Lyrics by Mozzy (feat. Celly Ru & E Mozzy)
Oooo,
Them n***** lucky Zoe ain’t here,
Promoter tried to tell us we can’t get the pole in here,
E Mozzy got it on him and we snuck some mo’ in here,
Bought bottles I ain’t pop but am I really ‘pose to care,
Bitch I’m ballin’,
She on ya doggy linea imma dog her,
Fuck her in the ladies restroom and never call her,
Fuck I look like buyin’ a bitch a Birken I got daughters,
Fuck I look like takin’ care of you boys I’m not the father
The rims that I just put on my La Sabre ain’t no toddlers,
Prolly do the paint like the interior peach cobbler,
Buy the credit thangs wit no cereal for the goblins,
Keep it off the ‘gram if you berious what you hollin,
Ayyy what you hollin’,
My n***** be bout whatever,
Jumpin’ outta cars wit AR ain’t know no betta,
N***** sold they soul to soil this shit forever,
Crackin’ windshields leave a cranium on ya leather,
Ayyy what you hollin’,
My n***** be bout whatever,
Jumpin’ outta cars wit AR ain’t know no betta,
N***** sold they soul to soil this shit forever,
Crackin’ windshields leave a cranium on ya leather
Fully switch,
Ridin’ ‘round the bity on some bully shit,
They don’t know the real cause them old n***** new to this,
He ain’t come from where I’m from n**** who he is,
Graduated from a .22 to the newest ??,
We gon’ be outside yo door like we movin’ in,
Spin the block a couple times switch up the coop we in,
Keep ya circle tight cause n***** be loose within,
We was pullin’ up on they block tryna get 2 for 10s,
Shooter klan,
We HellGang and fuck the new ??,
Pebble beach,
4 block free Took and them,
My young bulls homework??? tryna do a M,
We been puttin’ work if they don’t work we don’t move wit them
Ayyy what you hollin’,
My n***** be bout whatever,
Jumpin’ outta cars wit AR ain’t know no betta,
N***** sold they soul to soil this shit forever,
Crackin’ windshields leave a cranium on ya leather,
Ayyy what you hollin’,
My n***** be bout whatever,
Jumpin’ outta cars wit AR ain’t know no betta,
N***** sold they soul to soil this shit forever,
Crackin’ windshields leave a cranium on ya leather
Ayy whatchu hollin,
Double M’s wit me my n***** mobbin’,
Slidin’ wit that shit on me potna I get it poppin,
Rockin’ wit the stick get you popp’d or we pop ya potna,
Fasholly this shit on me this rapper will rob a robber,
Whatchu hollin’,
Don’t tuck it I got it on me like fuck it,
Hoppin’ out in public I up it them imma bust it,
Lost so many n***** inside these streets it got disgustin’,
But for some reason I’m stuck in it,
Never leave it I love it,
I’m influenced by the shit I stand on,
On my semen I lose demons then I’m creepin’,
I’m stuck swimmin’ in the deep end,
My foot stuck inside these cleats I’m in the field and I ain’t leavin’,
Sold my soul to the streets forever east forever skeemin’
Ayyy what you hollin’,
My n***** be bout whatever,
Jumpin’ outta cars wit AR ain’t know no betta,
N***** sold they soul to soil this shit forever,
Crackin’ windshields leave a cranium on ya leather,
Ayyy what you hollin’,
My n***** be bout whatever,
Jumpin’ outta cars wit AR ain’t know no betta,
N***** sold they soul to soil this shit forever,
Crackin’ windshields leave a cranium on ya leather