THE CLIPSE - Hostage lyrics

rate me

[phone rings]

[Pharrell] Hello?

[Terrar] Yo Pharrell, get the fuck up

Get the fuck up right now

[Pharrell] Huh?

[Terrar] Yo, it's your day date and we go this nigga tied down, right now

[Pharrell] Yo, wait til' I get there

[Malice] Dawg, you ain't gonna make it out of here bitch

Fuck what you thinkin' nigga?

Hold him up yo, ya'll ready to do this nigga

Why not, I got his ass, I got his ass

[Verse - Malice]

You don't really want none of this though

I let 'em know from the get go

See ya'll is a bit slow

Tryin' come wit the hits but they missed though

Retaliate make 'em drop like a six fo'

Why you hate 'cause I didn't give a shoutout

Or the way that my shine turn the spot out

You think you can rhyme but you not out

Or the way we drop the top when it's hot out

Anyone you can pick and choose

Why ya'll stagnant, my niggaz stick and move

My name say it all, ain't got shit to prove

My whole mental ain't shit to lose

You all niggaz snooze if you wanna

But you gonna be a gonna, please forgive me, your honor

But that fool tried to take what's mine

That's the reason I had to utilize my nine

Otherwise, you can be right here now

Talkin' bout how the Clipse don' bit his style (style)

Back in the day how we did him foul (foul)

Or how we don' switched, how you like me now?

And anything else that them haters may say

Come how you want, just bring it the right way

Mayday, what they gon say

Coming to they hood, the Clipse and Tammy

[Chorus - Tammy Lucas]

Mother fucker what you here for?

Now you wonder why I gotta the chrome four to your ear for

So you can hear yo (Uncle Terrar you gon let him go?)

I don't know

Count to a hundred wit yo eyes closed

Soon every number is a face of a nigga that's gon die yo

They try to hit me but they too slow (Daddy, you gon' let him go)

I don't know

[Verse - Terrar]

Are you ready for the showdown?

It won't be pretty if I get another go down

In all aspects, low down

When I hit him, make sure he won't see another go round

What make him think he can flame wit me

Now he hatin' life cause he tried to bang wit me

Had to show him death weren't a thing to me

Nothin more than a mere blood stain to me

It's pain to see, ain't a nigga rank wit me

Better yet, ain't a mother fucker hangin me

Ten more on your side, what your odds gon be

Slim to none cause they all want to run wit me

The nerve to ask, why Terrar hold the heat?

Hopelessly, they try to steal my deal just to roast the feat

If I'm the one from being followed

Have my girl double back, mack eleven make m holla

And it's just that easy, one trigger one sque-eze

And he droppin' to his kne-es; damn right, lit him up

Give a fuck about him let the paramedic get him up

I had to muffle his heart beat

Hit everything but the baby in the back in the car seat

Had to show his partner talk cheap

And I'ma draw heat, if a nigga think I wanna walk for heat

[Chorus]

[Bridge - Tammy Lucas] [x4]

Think about the things you did

And the things you didn't as a kid

No time to stop cause I'm gonna end your life

[Tammy Lucas - repeat to chorus]

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

[Chorus]