Gun Hold

[Hook] {x2}

It's still gun hold nigga

(Firing Squad!)

From the 'Ville let 'em know nigga

(M.O.P.!)

Raise hell at a show nigga

(Nigga, First Family!)

Fo' sho', there you go nigga

[Verse One: Billy Danze]

Lift up your metal and a man's honor

Let it go (GNONK!)

Let it go (GNONK GNONK!)

Let 'em know (GNONK!)

About to go so [?]

Raised and blazed hammers with a razor choke hold

The day this rap thing fade

I will remember how the game is played

And go and get it when I want it

My whole staff is considered the outcast

So disgusted and pissed off we blast son mad

(Of course!) We'll remember street life till it's our time

Be a shadow in the street light, like power lines

You will always find me where ever my kind be

My premonition is designed to remind me

(Stay true to the game!)

That's right (What's your name?!)

Bill with duel exhaust pipes and an intention to kill

(So chill!) Relax, take two steps back

Remember that

The man will put holes under your fitted hat

[Hook]

[Verse Two: Lil Fame]

Ayo fuck this (FUCK DAT!)

Fuck clips (FUCK GATS!)

Fuck beats (FUCK RAP!)

Fuck clips (FUCK GATS!)

Kill me nigga

Grill me nigga

(First Family!)

Sincerely nigga

(Yours!)

It's Berk Dawg and Lil' Fizzy

From B.K. pa where we still bang Biggie

Hit the streets with the toaster

You can't miss Fame I'm in your hood like a Malcolm X poster

Chilling, hanging, shit banging, doing my thang and

Downtown Swinging

Ain't shit changing

Nigga we the reason the rappers with ice on tuck chains in

(YES!)

The B.Ville rebel

Without a cause it's on in my ghetto

Where we walk you see dark clouds and hear thunder

(M.O.P.) From a land down under

[Hook]