Hitman Holla - Hitman Holla vs John John Da Don lyrics

[Round 1: Hitman Holla] Before I prove why I'm way better, I figured I could help ya This the round I mold and groom You hear that? I ain't even rhymed yet And I'm already teaching the lil' n***a how to control the room You should be smiling all f**ing night, don't frown in my presence You know who also is on this card? We ain't Ordinary People I put John around Legends Knowing damn well you are not in my weight cla** Johnny It's a size difference I'm the reason you on this stage, no me You'll still be outside in line trying to buy a ticket When you was Grind Time you wasn't getting no twitter b**h in the crowd Trying to find a victim Come to this league get straight on that bullsh** he Taj Gibson It seems like every time you dissed you direct it to me But I'm confused I'm like why you disrespectful to me? See I bring in a lot of views so hate it can't be n***as search for Hit and find you, you should thank me But I ain't gon take all the credit I mean I'm a let him shine But just know n***as scroll down the side and watch yours after mines I started from the bottom even zone by zone And I got to this top spot on my own You having close battles with Bill Collector? Everything I got paid for so those kinds n***as can't even call my phone See, I'll wipe the floor with Qleen he a cheap sauce I like my food cooked in the same breath III eat Raw Jones think he Chilla, what am I? A deep frost Why K snuck in the states, I get him shipped crossed Man these rookies got me pissed off ( [?] crazy that's how I give it up Yo new York I'm so HD basketball player so please don't make me Run up stock, pull up shot, I'll J C Now if y'all noticed I just dissed some of them Proving Ground geeks cause they the worst nerds And since y'all rated PG I ain't even use curse words When you was out trying to get you a name I was hot than My stock on 1,000 grind mode locked in Proving Ground n***a ain't seen the work I clocked in But it make sense he's PG John Stock ten (John Stockton) Are those freckles on your face? Stop acting like a bad guy That mag 5 will put him in the air like a bad vibe Bring him back point blank range, knock the brains out him Than reload with the bullets that came out him f** it I'ma remix it Are those freckles on your face? Stop acting like a bad guy That mag 5 will put him in the air like a bad vibe That mag 5 will put him in the air like a bad vibe Bring him back point blank range and knock the brains out him Then reload with the bullets that came out then then then then reload with the bullets that came out him I'm on some Vietnam sh**, Saving Private Ryan sh** All that times 4 Chopper wake the block sound like I'm starting the lawn mower Cops spot bits and pieces of him they like "my lord" I'm in Spain by the time that they find more Have a kid knock in the front, come through the side door Money ain't part of the plan what you alive for? Four five for you what you trying to give me a five for? Light the whole stage summer madness July 4th co*k that 4-5 like f** IT give em 9 more Turn his apple to seeds see what they call him John for Johnny Appleseeds all over bring the pine boy Shout out to my n***a free Hollow he ain't Da Don boy I know we in his hometown but sh** be cautious dude, ask Bill I'll still forget his rap and stop his verse like who you talking to? I'll put you in the sky or I'll plant you in the soil Multiple choice me I got a couple answers for you I sick them dogs on you it's over maybe next time The Terminator wouldn't even come to protect John I got k**ers in Atlanta it's nothing to get him flat lined So mention me and I'll have n***as surround the A like a at sign I know y'all probably thinking how the first round retarded Not all, I'm just getting started... [Round 1: John John Da Don] It's kinds hard to spit water but all my versus fluid I'm a beat Hitman Holla but I'm mad Cause I ain't gon be the first to do it p**y you lost three battles straight what you got to say? Your losing streak gon end soon? n***a not today It's the new face of URL coming to take your spot away I don't give a f** if it was Christmas it ain't Holiday (Holla day) We wanted that Street Status Holla Remember the one with the braids and the rope chain The one that was willing to k** anybody not worried about no names Not this Hollywood diva punk p**y a** hoe lame Whose hairline could be the before picture for Rogaine Now you got everything to lose and no gain You gave me the shot so I'm taking it close range I kidnap your lil man break both arms and both legs Until his son need four casts like it's no rain Hold on I gotta explain that I forgot these country n***as is slow mayne But I ain't gon slow it down and steal Conceited sh** cause that's so lame But if you take four words like your son need four casts And speed up the whole thang It's like sunny forecast like what it is when it don't rain What you gon say? I stole that all of the above line? Anything to take away a n***a's props But honestly I ain't know the sh** was said before I said it But the sh** was hot so shout out to Serius Jones I ain't trying to take the n***a spot But f** him, Holla got to get the same multiple choice the last three n***as That's A.) gun in his mouth and have him talking to the snub Or B.) fill up his stomach like I'm offering him grub Or C.) go for the knees until he crawling like a bug Or D.) start from his feet and shoot all of the above Get loud what you think I brought this silencer for To make sure this Hitman won't holla no more All I need is one shot to put this guy on the floor Don't act like you ain't die from a Hollow before Flashback Remember what Hollow said about his b**h and how the balls played He ain't know her but when that D Rose she was like Deng See that was hard and I ain't trying to come up with a better scheme But if you gon be a champion why not run with the better team Cause your b**h said ever since your hairline been looking like that You been thinking you King James So like Mario I charmed her (Chalmers) And got her open with this Heat game I stuck her with good D had the b**h calling me Shane The way I was pounding it She had to ask how much my D weighed (D. Wade) Two Tec's duets that mean they gotta sing together Once again I'm Lebron and D-Wade with that Heat They gotta (got a) ring together That remix bar you did vers' Verb was pretty clever But I'm a remix the sh** again to make it even better Ever seen a mac 11 with an AR clip? And got a scope so every n***a in my radar hit I keep some NY K's but it ain't all Knicks That baby Wesson is for your junior that's my J.R. Smith Ever seen a mac 11 with a AR clip? It got a scope so every n***a in my radar hit It got a scope so every n***a in my radar hit I keep some NY K's but it ain't all Knicks that baby Wesson for your junior Baby Wesson for your junior Baby Wesson for your junior That's my J.R. Smith How are you a part time Blood but a full time f**ing punk? If you gonna rep that 5 you gotta rep it all the time You can't claim it when the f** want See where's that red flag at now Hitman? Exactly see you f**ing up That's how I know you p**y cause you only bleed once a month The contract said don't get physical right, damn that Better get your man Smack or get your man smacked I don't give a damn what he claim when that can clap Leave this p**y blood soaked up, Tampax You young a** clown with that young a** style Stop saying you a vet sit your young a** down Ball game! [Round 2: Hitman Holla] See that's your problem Johnny You sound like everybody else, sh** got me dumb hot Do you know trying to have all bars with nothing else Is like dribbling in one spot? This n***a got a game plan like nothing else matters I could stand right here and do a John type of battle Example, one two three four punchline, one two three four punchline Than he might multiple choice, one two three man go on I be ignoring that sh** cause real n***as never watch none of that boring a** sh** But me, I got delivery, performance, aggression, that s a triple threat I might cross right he beat me there, I spin left John John lyrical I know I respect that So now if he rebu*tal I could give him a step back A vet I'm too smart it's nothing to get wild on him He knew I wanna shoot, I pump faked to get the foul on him Point I'm trying to make you need it all to be nice You gon need more than bars if you wanna win tonight You proving ground n***a, this is proving ground n***a That's a million view step that's how I move around n***a I'm a shark when that water come you will drown n***a "Holla won't give me a shot", wear a f**ing gown n***a Wait, let me guess another million views changed Holla to a different dude But I don't respect that coming from dudes without a million views Me beating you I gain nothing, stop acting like this win helps On the other hand I could lose about ten belts Let me break it down lil Johnny I'm a coach you I body bag you I just did what I was supposed to You body bag me, well tomorrow you on Oprah Your face on billboards your slogan on posters I brought all the food to the table, you a loafer You just eating off another n***a's k** you a vulture Smack called us outside and said "Holla battle John John and get his fans up" I said nah, John John said "mannnn" He was like "Man I'm just so tired of people telling me I'm not top tier I just feel like I'm ready for that big... c'mon Holla You know what I'm saying?" He like "I'm sayinggg... if I battle you I'm a get my name up I get $100 a battle I get my change up Nobody know me in ATL I get my fame up" Shut up.... I told Smack set it up, any time any day I'm a realtor I came to put John in his place No I'm a realer Tier I came to put John in his place Y'all shed realer tears when I put John in his place You remind me of a cop, I'll tie you to a box Outside bathroom they'll find you on the watts Get me pissed I let sh** fly and Johnny on the spot Cops came to the scene all they found was apart of John Slow it down... I said cops came to the scene all they found was a part of John You a coward you b**h a** n***a, go back to Grind Time Syah Boy is trash he ain't better than Time Bomb Machete hit his waste he hit the floor palm palm Split him in two now y'all really can call him John John I showed up at his house just to prove that he a fraud The n***a wasn't there I left the message with the dog It was three bodies left I put one in the hall I'm a wizard with the sh** the other two on John Wall New York full of Bravehearts you supposed to be a brave cat But this scary n***a went and moved to where the Braves at One phone calls them K's blat, get em laid flat That old Holla flow it feel like I got my braids Choppa hit his wave cap make the n***a Third round coming up y'all know Holla gotta save that [Round 2:John John He Don] Every bar that you ever said was all lame Matter fact I think the hottest sh** you ever said was probably ball game That's why your fans can't wait for your rounds and So they can say it with you But ball game don't mean sh** to a n***a that ain't playing with you Hitman Holla vs Aye Verb, damn that battle shocks me still Cause how you let a n***a violate your father in front of you And not get k**ed? See that couldn't have been I would've co*ked the steel And put it in his mouth so he can talk to my pops for real You been a b**h ever since your moms water broke You might be Big Gerald's son but your Aye Verb's daughter though Sounds a lil confusing, I don't know how the story go But I can only imagine if they were to go on the Maury Show Now picture Maury sitting down, you know interviewing Holla's mama He saying big Gerald gotta be the daddy cause he was cuffin, playing cops and robbers Now the results come in, everybody getting hot and bothered And Maury goes "Aye big Gerald" "Yes sir!" You are not the father! A million people sat and watched Verb take your fathers place I swear if I was there I would've laughed in your fathers face Cause now you gotta start calling Verb on Fathers Day Cause that n***a sonned you and k**ed you n***a you Marvin Gaye I see you shining blinged up with your new frozen But don't take my sh** John John, that's what this lame hoping I'm sending shots at his neck til his chain broken Pulling cig after cig after cig now that's chain smoking Now let him come around showing off the shine he bought n***as wind up in concentration camps for them kinda thoughts In other words put that necklace and watch on and try to floss I'm letting eight off (Adolf) if I find out how much the j**els (Jews) on holla cost (Holocaust) Won't nobody identify even if they do find his corpse Cause his face got ate off for his j**els now look what Holla cost I gather up every last one of his relatives just to knock him off Kinda like Adolf did to the Jews during the Holocaust Like I said you shining my n***a, how much you paid for them j**els? You got 40,000 followers right I wanna know how much you paid for them too Cause how you got more than Hollow, Conceited and Murda Mook And they more famous than you? Hello Hitman, you got some explaining to do I mean did you borrow them? Did you buy them? Did somebody lose them? Did you find them? How all of them got eggs for avatars Holla what the hell? But you don't gotta check your followers to see a bunch of shells Y'all gon think he worked at Magic City when that chrome spit I make it rain til he topless like half of his clothes missing Get his a** clapped and he ain't gotta have no rhythm They gon find him like a strip club That's with a bunch of holes (hoes) in em These bullets like hair gel you know something for that wig These blades barbecue sauce you know something for the ribs Like home school I'm a test 'em when I run up on his crib This time he get a multiple choice on who he want to live That's A) his mom cooking but she f**ing up the grub B) his son playing in the bubbles in the tub C) save yourself since you wanna be a thug Skid D I'm choosing E) That's none of the above For that long bread and cheese put your mother in a sub Turn son bath water to a puddle of his blood Open arms will squeeze like I'm coming for a hug Like the Folgers coffee I got something for your mug You young a** clown with that young a** style Stop saying you a vet sit your young a** down [Round 3: Hitman Holla] Besides the fact that you ain't better than nobody I done battled You ain't better than nobody I done battled Ask the crowd? Is he better than Hollow? No... Is he better than Aye Verb? No... So let me guess, y'all say he better than Aye Verb, so he better than Big T? Is he better than that n***a I battled in front of Beanie Sigel? Aight he might be better than him, but so... Matter fact how bout you name a n***a you battled that's better than me? Lotta Zay? Half Past Seven? Bro... Yo average a** background seems to only amazes you If battle raps was education your bullsh** resume wouldn't get you up outta grade school And I know what he thinking... John John thinking he did something right, he like.. "Why you choose me?" n***a, the whole world know I don't smoke That's the only reason I chose you over QP And for your FY I this drama that we establishing These cannons that I brought to Manhattan not battling But then I almost forgot let me tell y'all about this n***a He a over there, over here, back over there, both sides of the fence n***a See the difference between me and you besides coaching Is that I'm Street Status turned Smack all in one motion I battled on another camera once That's cause they gave me $3,000 for one round My son six, so s** a dick, for whoever hoped or wished For me to turn that down But you Grind Time, Smack, back to Grind Time, back to Smack That sh** wack Now I could've told him go on get your money I ain't ever throwing shade But how could I tell him that when he wasn't even getting paid? But keep him around URL, peep Smack The only thing good about a snake is that it eats rats Y'all mean to tell me it's no contracts And T-Will already paid me my cheddar? Let John John and his brother trip it's like that 40 and 4-5 Some type of kid how I raise them together I leave you slumped in the leaves or the sands when I'm squeezing these cans Try to block it, hit your wrist and you gon leave without your hands Leave without your hands, leave, leave without your hands Yeah jokes was on me when it was leave without your hands Well tonight I bet I laugh when I leave with seven grand I tried to warn the lil n***a like "Calm down, your d**h near." f** who on this card I feel like I'm the best here Three losses in a row? Let me put that to rest here If losses get you this, well I'm a lose all next year Yeah that'll wake the haters up n***a you a rookie, I'm top tier you don't favor us Shoot every casket they put you in K's will bust Til they stop coming to re hearse you (Rehearsal) David Ruff Y'all know David Rough in Temptation he stop coming to rehearsal Anyways, this Big T flavor he took my young n***a Shine I'm just returning the favor They say I bought followers and I paid Twitter to mail out Now is it just me or do that sound like some sh** only broke n***as will yell out? Look here, I tell you to your face that you tight But your performance cheeks, you just under sight (eye) You got a whole lot of mouth when we ain't neck to neck Too much weight on your shoulders playing checkers when it's chess (chest) You need some more arms to stomach my rhymes So on the other hand you was a waste of my time I'm back lil n***a, Mook voice "Easy!" All on my dick, it's obvious that he need (knee'd) me Look here (hair), I tell you to your face that you tight But your performance cheeks, you just under aight You got a whole lot of mouth when we ain't neck to neck Too much weight on your shoulders playing checkers when it's chess You need some more arms to stomach my rhymes So on the other hand you was a waste of my time I'm back lil n***a, Mook voice "Easy!" All on my dick, it's obvious that he need (knee'd) me Piss down his leg in Chicago in that lobby I told the n***a than you need to find another hobby Defeat him in New York, 10-4, copy Now that's the definition of a motherf**ing body! [Round 3: John John Da Don] You battled Hollow, Goodz, and Aye Verb and swore that you was coming off Now you battling me? That's cause you f**ing loss I got the upper hand even though I'm the underdog Cause a Hitman is a worker and a Don is a f**ing boss Why are you so ga**ed off that one battle with Arsonal? Besides that second round we can't quote a f**ing bar from you So to prepare for this third round really wasn't hard to do I'm tired of going bar for bar with you It's time to have a heart to heart with you Your battles be only good live because of your performance But when we watch it on cam' you got no bars and it's f**ing boring I know I wasn't supposed to be on this card If it wasn't for you I would not be on it cause you s**ed Terrance Williams dick to put up money for it I got a question, since you like to call me D League Then what made you jump down off your high horse to come and see me? So that means either I'm top tier amongst the elite Or your last three losses landed you back in the PG's So other than respect I'm really not gaining sh** Granted your last few battles, yeah you was the main event My last few battles I was the under card true indeed But if we're still the f**ing undercard what did you do for me? If anything you was on my dick you f**ing creep You been blowing my phone up for the past four f**ing weeks And got my name in every last one of your f**ing Tweets And you hara**ed me in Chicago for nine hours I couldn't get no f**ing sleep And you had bars prepared for me, you was shooken then At least tell me which one of them wack a** rounds you put them in I really don't care, I just had to pull this n***a card But enough talking to him, now it's time to give this n***a bars What you got protection now? Choppa knock his section down Why are you still here didn't you die in my second round? If I hear Holla moving weight I bring that Wesson round And make sure that Smith get his eyes and heart If it's anything over 7 Pounds Now I know, I know, I know I know that reference may have been said before But so f**ing what I'm battling a n***a that's been dead before Wanna play games with my chips I'm connecting four And blacking til its red all over like a checker board His baby moms Crisada, don't seem to understand English so I decided to test the who*e She s** at a verb's nouns similes and metaphors Wait do I need Conceited to slow that down Or have Surf put that in subtitle text for y'all? I said she s**in Aye Verb now since December At least that's what he met her for It seems like she's a battle rap groupie that's who you living with? As much as I heard III been in her I know you feeling sick And I hit the b**h she was all on a n***a dick His honey must turd I be dipped so that chicken stripped I was so deep in that p**y I had to climb out Stuck my log in, she got my log off, then I signed out And I heard your parents separated let me find out Y'all know I love cougars but I'd rather let this Ruger take his mom out Keep trying to show out that's only gon get your brother slapped You ain't gotta wait til Halloween to get your pumpkin patched Something like a dyke with that pipe, yeah I'm f**ing strapped Lift my arms up and clap like I'm doing jumping jacks A million views don't make you a vet All that screaming while you rapping don't make you a threat You think you J.R. Smith here's 8 to the chest I have him throwing up blood like he banging his set We on real n***a time, you as fake as it get You been faking as a k**s try faking your d**h Either get your mind right or get it banged to the left Cause when that lead get drawn I ain't making a sketch Whoever called you Hitman wasn't naming you right Cause you ain't catch one body one day in your life So please don't say the John if you ain't saying it twice And if you don't add Da Don you ain't saying it right