Hold On: acordes por
Young Buck
Young Buck

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Verse 1
Cm
Yeah niggas,
G- Unit in this motherfucker (It's the Unit)
Ayo 50, ayo this nigga barely breathing,
nigga!
Verse 2
Cm
It won't be long before you
G
dead
Cm
You wanna run your mouth crazy,
G
talking about me
Cm
G
Nigga I come for your head
Cm
And leave your monkey- ass
laid out in the street
Gm
G
It won't be long before you
Verse 3
Cm
G
dead
Cm
You wanna run your mouth crazy,
G
talking about me
Cm
G
Nigga I come for your head
Cm
And leave your monkey- ass
laid out in the street
Gm
G
I hit your heart you
Verse 4
Cm
dead,
G
I squeeze till the semi run out
Cm
Niggas know me good, in my hood,
G
Gm
call me a dumb out
Cm
I'm the nigga in the hooptie with
G
my hat down low
Cm
Can't tell that this a hit,
G
until the MAC- 10 blow
Cm
G
I got 32 shots, I ain't got to aim
Cm
I'll wave this bitch in your
G
Cm
direction man (Ha- ha)
Beams, clips and grips,
G
Cm
this a sticky situation (Yeah)
Adrenaline rush, I squeeze,
G
my heart start pacing
Verse 5
Cm
Same Glock, same block,
Gm
same chain, same watch
Cm
Same six- four drop,
Gm
same nigga on top
G
Cm
Don't blame me if your motherfucking
G
Gm
block get hot
Cm
Because I'm just tryin' to make a livin',
Gm
G
nigga stay up outta prison
Cm
In a position of power
G
Cm
In a position where bitch- ass
Gm
G
cowards can't fuck with ours
Cm
And just do me, who he,
G
say he going sue me?
Cm
Gm
Motherfucker I got bread (It won't
G
Cm
be long before you dead)
Verse 6
Cm
If you can't, hold on, nigga, hold on
It seems like an ambulance
Always takes so long,
when you're hit
It won't be long before
you dead
G
When you wired up it ain't no smilin' See
Verse 7
Cm
all of them wildin',
Gm
and these niggas is violent
Cm
Little do you know your time
G
could be expirin'
Cm
And you know that Reaper comin' when
Gm
G
that heater start dumpin'
Cm
Ain't nobody seen nothin',
G
these niggas is silent
Cm
From 12th Avenue,
Gm
all the way to the projects
Cm
Real niggas,
Gm
we don't fuck around with the nonsense
Cm
Gm
Murder one shit, that's how it get,
G
motherfucker what?
Verse 8
Cm
I put the fifth to your head,
G
your white T turn red
Cm
Nigga now give up the bread,
G
I'll fill your ass with lead
Cm
Put a hole in your wig,
G
with the cig', your dig?
Cm
Said fuck with the kid,
G
I don't play that shit (Come on)
Cm
It's all part of the game,
G
man the game ain't fair
Cm
The trigger gots no heart,
Gm
G
nigga my gun don't care
Cm
The hammer hit that shell,
G
homie you see that flare
Cm
Your life start to flash, your dead,
Gm
G
nigga who cares? (Yeah!)
Verse 9
Cm
If you can't, hold on,
nigga, hold on
It seems like an ambulance
Always takes so long,
when you're hit
Verse 10
It won't be long before you dead
Cm
G
Me and my bitch, we break up, we make up,
Cm
see Jacob, for the stones
Gm
We kicked up, that's what's up,
G
Cm
because I'm out with the chrome
G
You fuck up, you get bucked,
Buck'll get ya'
Cm
Push a knife through your chest,
Gm
boy I ain't fucking with ya'
Verse 11
Cm
The Unit's my hood, my coke,
G
Gm
my weed, my dope
Cm
My pills; my liquor,
Gm
my fam ily, my niggas
Cm
We sol diers, we killers,
G
they know us, they feel us
Cm
They know we gorillas,
Gm
G
you know who the realest
Verse 12
Cm
The Unit's my gang, my set,
G
my MAC, my TEC
Cm
My protection, my family,
G
do you understand me?
Cm
G
My knife, my gun, my wife, my son
Cm
My love, my niggas,
G
my stacks, them figures
Verse 13
Cm
Buckshots hit his ass from
G
the shotgun blast
Cm
Black Dickie suit,
G
and a fucking black ski- mask
Cm
Gm
Shoot first, this is how I react,
and we act
Cm
Like it's nothing,
G
Cashville niggas used to that
Cm
Listen
Verse 14
Cm
If you can't, hold on, nigga, hold on
It seems like an ambulance
Always takes so long,
when you're hit
Outro 1
It won't be long before you dead
Cm
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