This is a song about "Shutting up"

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Shutting faggots on his obtuse lacking habits. i bet my shit now recognized

Why every time i leave home bitches thirsty?saying she be with a nigga all night

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

You're sure to catch her witcha one day boy

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Woke up, toke up, and start my morning

A twenty somethin cup

Just remember when you come up

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

So crank it up live it up until the sun is up up up

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club

So crank it up live it up until the sun is up up up

And constantly looking up

If not, dogg, i'm choking the slut