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lirik lagu da hol 9 – 2 whome it may concern


[talking: 1- kaos 2- kemo 3- neesa]
“whuts up dogg”
[1] whuts crackin
“ay dogg ay, see that girl over therre man”
dogg got that b-tch number the other week dogg, the first
time we go someplace b-tch talkin bout “can i pay this
can i pay that”
[1] ha ha ha ha ha ha
[2] b-tch got a fat ol’ -ss though
[3] whuts up fellas, whuts up whuts up wit y’all
[1] whuts up neesa?
[3] i’m just chillin, chillin
(mumbling) (neesa laughing)
“ay you see that girl over therre?”
[3] which one?
“that girl over therre…. she workin it but uh man i go out
wit this b-tch man and first thang come out this b-tch mouth
is uh “can i help her wit her f-ckin phone bill can i help her with this and that”
you know we from a can of paint you herr me?”
[3] y’all f-ckin wit them drained b-tches you know?
“man urry b-tch be comin like that now a days”
[1] and all these old b-tch -ss n-gg-z doin that same sh-t
[2] that’s cuz all these hoes suck d-ck

[verse 1: 1- kemo 2- kaos]
[1] kemo, kreefo, 5, 6 grand
walk into the room naked wit my d-ck in my hand
wit kaos too, st. louis full of b-tches that want us to say “i do”
but uh.. (b-tch suck d-ck)
[2] man f-ck this sh-t, anotha n-gg- talkin sh-t
beat his -ss wit a walking stick, put his -ss in a coffin and sh-t
let em know we from that stl and uh.. (suck d-ck b-tch)
[1] b-tch f-ck you, you got my d-ck all in ya mouth wit my nuts too
i’m bout to bust too, rhymes in ya thinkin cap, take you back to when
you wasn’t on my d-ck but now (b-tch suck d-ck)
[2] here i come mo, wit my ding-a-ling, remember when you wasn’t
even trippin off my tongue rings, now you all up on my n-ts-ck
i’m bout to stick my d-ck in ya b-ttcrack….(suck d-ck b-tch)

“ya whatever n-gg-”
man f-ck them hoes
“whatever n-gg-”
man f-ck them hoes
“you n-gg-z think you got da hol’ 9 huh?”
man f-ck them hoes
“well y’all wrong”
man f-ck them hoes
(b-tch suck d-ck)

[verse 2: 1- kemo 2- kaos]
[1] they say i ain’t right, just cuz my game tight
enough to meet y’all hoes to f-ck y’all b-tches on the same night
tryin to kiss a n-gg-, tryin to put ya lips on a n-gg-
but y’all…(b-tches suck d-ck)
[2] d-mn right mo, you got too much f-ckin chaos in yo life ho
runnin yo mouth everyday about cats, and the only f-ckin thing
i got to say about is uh…(suck d-ck b-tch)
[1] herre you come again, runnin up to me i’m cool on y’all
funky breath n-gg-z f-ckin wit me, when you comin out,
and yo sh-t droppin uhhh…..(b-tch suck d-ck)
[2] get you named now, you know our game now you gotta go
i know it’s all about the fame now, that’s why my d-cks off in yo brain now
that’s why you let us run that train huh.. (suck d-ck b-tch)


[verse 3: 1- kemo 2- kaos]
[2] urbody seems to know me, ya movy, cool them m-th-f-ckas
actin like we okey-dokey, i know you wanna deepthroat me now
that we on top of the game like shaq and kobe but.. (b-tch suck d-ck)
[1] d-ck, but i’m supposed to chase you cuz you got a body and a facial
and urry n-gg- wanna taste you, you need to be grateful
that i ain’t get a fifth and chase you, and rape you (suck d-ck b-tch)
[2] just cuz you got a fat -ss you think a n-gg- bout to pay yo broke -ss?
but you ain’t gettin no cash, you no cl-ss to a n-gg- like me
i got the bomb, d-ck and tongue you’s about to pay me (b-tch suck d-ck)
[1] if you got my beeper number last summer, now you feelin like martin’s
boy, lookin dumb & dumber, use the cuc-mber while you wonder what this
life is like, m-th-f-ckin ike (suck d-ck b-tch)
[2] if she cool wit me and my n-gg- mo, if b-tch get to talkin sh-t about us
let her young -ss know if she wasn’t bout babbin and flabbin wit sh-t it
wasn’t a m-th-f-ckin thing crackin (b-tch suck d-ck)


[verse 4: 1- kemo 2- kaos]
[1] you all up on my aztec warrior homes, you must’ve thought i was
a b-tch n-gg-, boy you’s wrong, n-gg- i ain’t got no time for ya
-ss need to spit a rhyme for ya (b-tch suck d-ck)
[2] i’ma get my sh-t off tops, wit these hoes suckin all on my b-lls
like halls, cough, drops, if you ain’t wit the nah’jae lil’ ho
then it’s back down to the lobby you go uhh….(suck d-ck b-tch)
[1] no cl-ss hoes, take ya -ss home all on a n-gg- nuts
cuz he got some cash flow, middle finger out the window
when i p-ss hoes uhhh….(b-tch suck d-ck)
[2] yeah, and if this song makes you mad and sh-t, that means
we talkin bout yo -ss lil’ b-tch, you f-ck around and get ya
cabbage split, but meanwhile you can get on ya knees and uhh…(suck d-ck b-tch)

[hook x2]

[talking between kemo and neesa]