Lirik dan Kunci Gitar Lagu Hol' Up - Kendrick Lamar

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Hol’ Up merupakan lagu yang dipopulerkan oleh penyanyi laki-laki asal Amerika Serikat, Kendrick Lamar. Lagu berdurasi 2 menit 53 detik ini merupakan lagu kedua dalam album bertajuk “Section.80” yang dirilis pada 2 Juli 2011. Album ini memuat 16 trek lagu, di antaranya The Spiteful Chant, Tammy’s Song (Her Evils), dan Ronald Reagan Era. Penasaran seperti apa lagunya? Untuk mengetahui lirik lagu dan chord “Hol’ Up” yang dinyanyikan Kendrick Lamar, simak selengkapnya di bawah ini.

 

Lirik Lagu Hol’ Up – Kendrick Lamar

 

[Intro]

Em7 F#m7 Gmaj7 Fmaj7

 

[Verse 1] Em7

I wrote this record while thirty thousand feet in the air F#m7

Stewardess complimenting me on my nappy hair Gmaj7

If I can fuck her in front of all of these passengers Fmaj7

They’ll probably think I’m a terrorist, eat my asparagus Em7

Then I’m asking her thoughts of a young nigga F#m7

Fast money and freedom, a crash dummy for dollars Gmaj7

I know you dying to meet him, I’ll probably die in a minute Fmaj7

Just bury me with twenty bitches, twenty million, and a Comptown fitted

 

[Chorus] Em7

Hol’ up (Hol’ up), hol’ up (Hol’ up) F#m7

Hol’ up (Hol’ up), hol’ up (Hol’ up) Gmaj7

Yeah, big shit poppin’ Fmaj7

Section.80

 

[Verse 2] Em7

Back in this bitch, in the back of that bitch F#m7

With my back against the wall and your bitch on the edge of my dick, jump off Gmaj7

I call a bitch a bitch, a ho a ho, a woman a woman Fmaj7

I never did nothing but break the ground on top of the asphalt Em7

Tire mark gave you evidence that I’m easily peddlin’ F#m7

With the speed of a lightning bolt as a kid, I killed two adults, I’m too advanced

Gmaj7 I lived my twenties at two years old, the wiser man

Fmaj7 Truth be told, I’m like eighty-seven Em7

Wicked as eighty reverends in a pool of fire with devils holding hands

F#m7 From a distance, don’t know which one is a Christian, damn

Gmaj7 Who can I trust in 2012? There’s no one Fmaj7

Not even myself, a Gemini screaming for help, somebody

 

[Chorus] Em7

Hol’ up (Hol’ up), hol’ up (Hol’ up) F#m7

Hol’ up (Hol’ up), hol’ up (Hol’ up) Gmaj7

Yeah, big shit poppin’, everybody watchin’ Fmaj7

When you do it like this, nigga, losing ain’t a option Em7

Hol’ up (Hol’ up), hol’ up (Hol’ up) F#m7

Hol’ up (Hol’ up), hol’ up (Hol’ up) Gmaj7

Yeah, big shit poppin’, everybody watchin’ Fmaj7

(Ayy, ayy, kick her out the studio, Ali)

 

[Verse 3] Em7

24/7, nigga working his ass for it, she poppin’ that ass for F#m7

The King of Diamonds with diamonds, I never do ask for it Gmaj7

They checkin’ my passport, I’m too accustomed with customs Fmaj7

You callin’ the task force, I killed it, somebody cuff him Em7

They want me to fast forward the game, and F#m7

Why you complain when you niggas is past poor? Gmaj7

You’ll never hop in my lane when you pushing a RAV4 Fmaj7

You wrecking my Jaguar, you play like a bad sport, her feet on the dashboard

 

[Chorus] Em7

Hol’ up (Hol’ up), hol’ up (Hol’ up) F#m7

Hol’ up (Hol’ up), hol’ up (Hol’ up) Gmaj7

Yeah, big shit poppin’, everybody watchin’ Fmaj7

When you do it like this, nigga, losing ain’t a option Em7

Hol’ up (Hol’ up), hol’ up (Hol’ up) F#m7

Hol’ up (Hol’ up), hol’ up (Hol’ up) Gmaj7

Yeah, big shit poppin’, everybody watchin’ Fmaj7

When you do it like this, nigga

 

[Outro] Em7

I wrote this record while thirty thousand feet in the air F#m7

Stewardess complimenting me on my nappy hair Gmaj7

If I can fuck her in front of all of these passengers Fmaj7