Hold Ya Head
Album: Duets: The Final Chapter
Release Date: 12/20/05
Label: Bad Boy Entertainment
Explicit version of "Hold Ya Head" lyrics
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 f*** it I want to go to hell
'Cuz I'm a piece of s*** it ain't hard to f****** tell
It don't make sense going to heaven with the goodie goodies
Dressed in white
God would probably have me on some real strict s***
No sleepin' all day
Hanging with the goodie goodies loungin' in the paradise
F*** that s*** I want to tote guns and shoot dice
All my life I've been considered as the worst
Lying to my mother even stealing out her purse
Crime after crime from drugs to extortion
I know my mother wish she got a f****** 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 b*******
Throw the Magnum to my head
And squeeze
I'm glad I'm dead
The stress is buildin' up
I can't believe suicide's on my f*****' mind
I want to leave
But naw
You see it's kinda like the crack did to Pookie
Except when I crush over
Should I die on the train track
People at the funeral frontin' like they miss me
My baby
She know me and her sister had somethin' goin' on
I wonder if I died
Forgive me for my disrespect
Woman hold her head and cry
'Cause her son has been shot down in the street and died
Woman hold her head and cry
'Cause her son has been shot down in the street and died
I reach my peak
Call my nigga Cheek
I'm sick of niggaz lyin'
Matter of fact
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