Holla At A n*gga lyrics

[Hook – Chinx][x2]
Come and holla at a n*gga some time
Come and holla at a n*gga some time
Certified n*gga, I be on it
Got that money coming way too much to fold it
Know a n*gga on it

[Verse 1 – Chinx]
Shawty know I'm bout to scooper scrape
Money coming in, you know I'm super straight
I hold that money down like a paperweight
Mines heavy, what your paper weigh?
That president you’re burning, chill, [?]
My shooters banging 'till your f*cking wig fall off
My n*ggas on that murder, [?], death kill f*ck a hater
That's right, I done went left field for the paper
Your main squeeze sucking n*ggas dry
f*ck the streets you should’ve chose school [?]
It’s Chinx Drugz, I'm the n*gga with the juice super loose
Grab your pistols, f*ck a truce

[Hook][x2]

[Verse 2 – Plenty]
Four bad b*tches in the living room, I’m on my new sh*t
If it ain't bout residuals then I ain’t get with you
f*ck a critical, I need that n*gga casket closed
Fast life, lifting money and hoes is all I know
Crap ass n*ggas from the bottom of the barrel
Want to catch me at the light and pray I'm slipping like I’m Harold
It’s past sad though, you n*ggas pathetic
You wanna roll with the kings, you think I'm Tyreke Evans
Because I'm balling, but she won't get a ransom up out of me
Drugz said it ain’t a youngin in the streets as hot as me
I gotta be the next n*gga in line
Haters pray on my demise, I just laugh and tell they hoes
[Hook][x2]