Holla At Ya Folkz

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Holla At Ya Folkz by Petey Pablo

Holla At Ya Folkz Lyrics

They'll, go easy on me won't they Mr. Ness?
Three murders in two weeks? I'll go easy with ya alright
I'll put a cushion on the electric chair

Holla at ya folk, holla at ya folk, holla at ya folk
Yeah Chris, what up?
Holla at ya folk, holla at ya folk, holla at ya folk
Yeah Mike, what up?
Get at ya people, show 'em you glad to see 'em
Holla at ya folk
Yo Steve, what up?
Get at ya people, show 'em you glad to see 'em
Holla at ya folk
Jermaine

You know, when you can't talk about sellin' dope no mo'
22'S, 24's don't fit no mo'
And they realize the rocks ain't nothin' but stones
10 Percent diamond, 90 cubed zirconium
Them houses you televise ain't your home
Cause to own it, you got to pay mortgage on
When it's all over, most of y'all ain't gon' have nothin' to show
For what you had cause you lost it all
Runnin' round tryin' to play big dog, keepin' up with the Jones'
Dude, your paper ain't that long
Mothafuckas wanna hear good songs, not how many cars
You got parked in the white folks yard
That's where I can cutoff and cut back on
Jump slam off the same dude and come back home
Hit the file cabinet homeboy, check my cause
I've been real since the day I was born, uh

Holla at ya folk, holla at ya folk, holla at ya folk
Yeah Dave, what up?
Holla at ya folk, holla at ya folk, holla at ya folk
Yeah Wayne, what up?
Get at ya people, show 'em you glad to see 'em
Holla at ya folk
Yo Rob, what up?
Get at ya people, show 'em you glad to see 'em
Holla at ya folk
Malik

I don't like him, he don't like me
We don't like each other so now we got beef
Now I'm supposed to waste a good ass beat
Tellin' the whole world how dude hurt my feelings? (please)
I wish I would let the game play me
You got a problem, send your record sales to Stevie
Or you can meet me after the session, out in the street
And I can give you anything you need (anything you need)
I don't talk to nobody, 'bout nobody, mind the street
You can't 106 & Park talk to Pree
Then you wonder who the clown, told the police
Tell the engineer to go back and play your lead (see)
It's right there (right there) in 16 (16) when they
Give you 16, take it from me (take it from me)
Handle it like you handle the streets
Said you was gangsta, folk told me (hahaha)

Holla at ya folk, holla at ya folk, holla at ya folk
Yeah Tim, what up?
Holla at ya folk, holla at ya folk, holla at ya folk
Yeah Taze, what up?
Get at ya people, show 'em you glad to see 'em
Holla at ya folk
Yo Jay, what up?
Get at ya people, show 'em you glad to see 'em
Holla at ya folk
Big Sean

Oh, I ain't went J-Cat on ya
Still me, still freak-a-leek in the brief
Still rock thangs, give a polar bear knock-knees
Still push thangs, take the choice away from police
Watchin' how mad they get when they gotta release
Plenty of cheese, spendin' like I don't even need it
Like 5 G's a week, just on easy
No speak what I spend on feet
Try 3000 pair of sneaks dude (holla at me)
I could walk around turnin' up my nose at people
Wouldn't even care, how many thought I was mean
(There's one thing) but that ain't me, holla at ya people

Holla at ya folk, holla at ya folk, holla at ya folk
Yeah Kev, what up?
Holla at ya folk, holla at ya folk, holla at ya folk
Yeah Joe, what up?
Get at ya people, show 'em you glad to see 'em
Holla at ya folk
Yo Jack, what up?
Get at ya people, show 'em you glad to see 'em
Holla at ya folk
Big Ray
Holla at ya folk, holla at ya folk, holla at ya folk
Yeah Frank, what up?
Holla at ya folk, holla at ya folk, holla at ya folk
Yeah P, what up?
Get at ya people, show 'em you glad to see 'em
Holla at ya folk
Yo Will, what up?
Get at ya people, show 'em you glad to see 'em
Holla at ya folk
A. Dre

They'll, go easy on me won't they Mr. Ness?
Three murders in two weeks? I'll go easy with ya alright
I'll put a cushion on the electric chair

From the album: Same Eyez On Me