Hold Up - Peanut Butter Wolf

featuring Rasco 

Verse 1: 
Yo  check 
I capital punish brothers that fronted 
Can only write rhymes any time they get blunted 
We be at the spot chillin 
While you're stealin 
Niggas is still walkin  Rasco is four wheelin 
Only built for speed  yes indeed 
27 years old  with no seed 
I'm a raw breed 
But still got mouths to feed 
So don't be givin me shit I don't need 
I make the head hurt 
>From the supadupa legwork 
Now these brothas be wantin the red shirt 
I bring it to the chest when I suppass the rest 
Now a different story when I come blast the vest 
Teflon spittin and written, I stab kitten 
Comin out your face 
Sideways, it's forbidden 
Better get the guiden 
I swopped like Batmidden 
Soon as niggas open they mouth I start shittin 
Right down they neck, they threw the whole nine 
Seen you fools scopin my plans the whole time 
Said I couldn't rhyme, that's funny 
Women didn't want it but now they yell honey 
Bring 'em to the house 
Watch 'em come out the blouse 
Unzip the pants then watch the snake dance 
Assume the stance, cash in advance 
I got the full package but watch the right hand 

Verse 2: 
It's the five-minute drill 
But still we stack bills 
Take you to the shop to fix them broke wheels 
Tell you how it feels to starve with no meals 
Bring it to the front to pump with no frills 
All extra shit can get the backsplit 
Ras be the brother that women relax with 
I do a backflip, then pirouette inject 
Plus be the nigga that never lost a bet 
Television sets ain't big enough to see 
And now my career ain't big enough for three 
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