This is a song about "Holla"

If i holla them contras

Thought this was forever love

The door crack, niggas all black

When that money calls i holla back

You could love it or hate it but he was prime time

Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line

I never wore a kufi, ignore my religion

Then you're screwed like bottle caps, holla back and listen,

Hand me a microphone, and watch the crowd just holla, yo,

The roc to allido, they all believe me though