Holdin' Na
UGK (Underground Kingz) featuring C-Note Lyrics


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Going down
Say bitch, tell me what you think about me?
I keep a bad yellow hammer bitch cooking G's
And I got a candy '84 on 3's
And I keep these R&B bitches on they knees
I pimp so hard I was fucking up the game
Nigga, you're a lame you ain't
Holding like Sweet James
They choosin' on my phone, call me Sir Jones
Make a lot a money, so I keep the chrome
20's on the car, keep a pint of barre
Gripping on the wood, playing Above The Law
Hustlas, ballers, selling boys cane
Fuck y'all pussy niggas too
It's whatever y'all wanna dodo
Dollars, we foldin' na, slab, we rollin' na
Bitches we controllin' na


Man, I break the scene
Way before I became a teen
Crushing boys on the boulevard
From summer to spring music orientated
So when the rap game originated
I fit it like puzzle pieces
Niggas couldn't fade it i made it to a level
That other players only dream
Brought heat to the scene
Make the women on me cream
And my money went from
Green to poppin' chrome plus I Got my self a
Yellow jazzy bopper to bone
Got the home and the cars
Got the plaques and the stacks
But mane back in the days
It wasn't nothing like that
Shit, I remember when at first
They wasn't really with it
But they damn near shitted on themselves when
We did it cause we holdin' na

I'm holdin' na, big Benz looking swollen na
Because we young
They probably thinking that we stole it na
My papers' foldin' na, cigars
We be rolling na
And it's the whole third coast
And we control it na
Down south we sippin' nothin' but barre
Four TV's in my car, I'm a ghetto star
Chromin' blades on Escaldes and
Parking lot pimpin'
We got these broads steady trippin'
Cause it platinum we shippin'
From Cloverland to PA it be on for life
And if you fucking with them boys
You might lose your life
Niggas runnin' in your crib
You might lose your wife
And if we catch you at the
Light you might lose your ice
It's the C the N to the O T-E
And you can crown me like a king
Like my niggas UG
I put it down for Botany and that SUC




We hit the spots on all the blocks
We keep it H-O T nigga we holdin' na

Overall Meaning

The song "Holdin' Na" by UGK (Underground Kingz) featuring C-Note is a track that exudes confidence and pride in their status as underground kings. The lyrics paint a picture of a lifestyle filled with luxury, power, and control over women and the streets. The opening lines, "Say bitch, tell me what you think about me? I keep a bad yellow hammer bitch cooking G's," establish the singer's self-assuredness and dominance, associating themselves with a beautiful woman who knows how to make money.


The chorus continues to reinforce their influence and status, with references to their fancy cars ("And I got a candy '84 on 3's"), the control they have over R&B singers ("And I keep these R&B bitches on their knees"), and their prowess as pimps ("I pimp so hard I was fucking up the game").


The second verse, delivered by C-Note, provides more insight into the journey and success of the artists. He reflects on his early beginnings, mentioning how he crushed his competition on the boulevard even before he became a teenager. As the rap game originated, he seamlessly fit in and elevated himself to a level that others only dreamed of. The lyrics also touch upon the rapper's material possessions, including homes, cars, and fame, but also acknowledge the hard work and dedication it took to get there.


Overall, "Holdin' Na" is a braggadocious anthem that showcases UGK's confidence, success, and control in the underground rap scene.


Line by Line Meaning

Going down
Heading towards a destination


Say bitch, tell me what you think about me?
Requesting feedback on one's self-image or reputation


I keep a bad yellow hammer bitch cooking G's
I have a attractive woman who helps me make and manage money


And I got a candy '84 on 3's
I own a colorful 1984 vehicle with rims


And I keep these R&B bitches on they knees
I have control and influence over R&B singers


I pimp so hard I was fucking up the game
I excel at manipulating and profiting from the industry


Nigga, you're a lame you ain't Holding like Sweet James
You are weak and unsuccessful compared to Sweet James, who is highly skilled


They choosin' on my phone, call me Sir Jones
People are expressing interest in me and addressing me with respect


Make a lot a money, so I keep the chrome
I earn a significant amount of money and therefore carry a gun for protection


20's on the car, keep a pint of barre
I have 20-inch rims on my car and carry a container of codeine syrup


Gripping on the wood, playing Above The Law
I hold the steering wheel tightly while listening to the musical group Above The Law


Hustlas, ballers, selling boys cane
Entrepreneurs and successful individuals are selling drugs


Fuck y'all pussy niggas too
I have contempt for weak individuals like you


It's whatever y'all wanna dodo
I am willing to engage in any activities you desire


Dollars, we foldin' na, slab, we rollin' na
We are making a lot of money, and we are driving in customized cars


Bitches we controllin' na
We have power and influence over women


Man, I break the scene
I dominate the music industry with my presence


Way before I became a teen
Since a young age, I have been successful


Crushing boys on the boulevard
I am defeating and outperforming my competitors in the streets


From summer to spring music orientated
Throughout the year, my focus is on creating and promoting music


So when the rap game originated
During the inception of the rap industry


I fit it like puzzle pieces
I seamlessly integrated myself into the rap game


Niggas couldn't fade it I made it to a level
Others couldn't compete or surpass me, and I reached a high level of success


That other players only dream
Achievements that other artists can only imagine


Brought heat to the scene
I brought energy and intensity to the music industry


Make the women on me cream
Women are aroused and highly attracted to me


And my money went from Green to poppin' chrome plus
My wealth transformed from profits to flashiness and displaying valuable possessions


I got myself a Yellow jazzy bopper to bone
I acquired an attractive woman to engage in sexual activities with


Got the home and the cars
I have a luxurious house and multiple vehicles


Got the plaques and the stacks
I have received prestigious awards and possess large amounts of money


But mane back in the days It wasn't nothing like that
In the past, I didn't have the wealth and success I currently possess


Shit, I remember when at first They wasn't really with it
Initially, people were not supportive or interested in what I was doing


But they damn near shitted on themselves when We did it cause we holdin' na
However, they were amazed and astonished when we achieved success because we are thriving and in control


I'm holdin' na, big Benz looking swollen na
I am in possession of valuable assets and my large Mercedes-Benz appears impressive


Because we young They probably thinking that we stole it na
Due to our youth, people may assume that we obtained our wealth unlawfully


My papers' foldin' na, cigars We be rolling na
I am making a significant amount of money, and we frequently smoke cigars


And it's the whole third coast And we control it na
We are influential figures in the entire southern region, and we have power over it


Down south we sippin' nothin' but barre
In the southern region, we primarily consume codeine syrup


Four TV's in my car, I'm a ghetto star
There are four televisions installed in my car, solidifying my fame in the urban community


Chromin' blades on Escaldes and Parking lot pimpin'
I have shiny rims on my Cadillac Escalade, and I showcase my luxurious lifestyle in parking lots


We got these broads steady trippin'
We have women constantly falling for us and acting foolishly


Cause it platinum we shippin'
Our music records are selling millions, reaching platinum status


From Cloverland to PA it be on for life
From Cloverland (a neighborhood) to Pennsylvania, our success and dominance endures


And if you fucking with them boys You might lose your life
If you associate with rivals or enemies, you are at risk of losing your life


Niggas runnin' in your crib You might lose your wife
Burglars may invade your home, and you could lose your spouse


And if we catch you at the Light you might lose your ice
If we confront you at a stoplight, we might steal your expensive jewelry


It's the C the N to the O T-E
Referring to the artist C-Note with his complete name spelled out


And you can crown me like a king Like my niggas UG
You can acknowledge me as a king, similar to my associates in the group UGK


I put it down for Botany and that SUC
I represent and represent well for Botany (a location) and the Screwed Up Click


We hit the spots on all the blocks We keep it H-O T nigga we holdin' na
We visit various locations, maintaining our hot presence, and demonstrating our dominance




Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Chad L Butler, Bernard James Freeman, Joseph Johnson, COURTNEY SMITH, DENZIL MILLER, JAMES B MOORE, KURT WALKER, LAWRENCE SMITH, ROBERT ARTHUR FORD

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