ฟังเพลงHold Ya Head (feat. Bob Marley) (Explicit)

Hold Ya Head - TheNotoriousBIG

Woman hold her head and cry

Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died

Woman hold her head and cry

Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died

When I die, fuck it I wanna go to hell

Cause I'm a piece of shit, it ain't hard to fuckin' tell

It don't make sense, goin' to heaven wit' the goodie-goodies

Dressed in white, I like black Tims and black hoodies

God will probably have me on some real strict shit

No sleepin' all day, no gettin my dick licked

Hangin' with the goodie-goodies loungin' in paradise

Fuck that shit, I wanna tote guns and shoot dice

All my life I been considered as the worst

Lyin' to my mother, even stealin' out her purse

Crime after crime, from drugs to extortion

I know my mother wished she got a fuckin' abortion

Woman hold her head and cry

Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died

I swear to God I just want to slit my wrists and end this bullshit

Throw the Magnum to my head, threaten to pull shit

And squeeze, until the bed's, completely red

I'm glad I'm dead, a worthless fuckin' buddah head

The stress is buildin' up, I can't

I can't believe suicide's on my fuckin' mind

I want to leave, I swear to God I feel like death is fuckin' callin' me

Naw you wouldn't understand

You see its kinda like the crack did to Pookie, in New Jack

Except when I cross over, there ain't no comin' back

Should I die on the train track, like Remo in Beatstreet

People at the funeral frontin' like they miss me

My baby momma kissed me but she glad I'm gone

She knew me and her sister had somethin' goin' on

I wonder if I died, would tears come to her eyes

Forgive me for my disrespect, forgive me for my lies

Woman hold her head and cry

Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died

Woman hold her head and cry

Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died

I reach my peak, I can't speak

Call my nigga Chic, tell him that my will is weak

I'm sick of niggas lyin', I'm sick of bitches hawking

Matter of fact, I'm sick of talking