Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Hold Us Down

[Mr.
You know the life situations, hard of deep conversations
in the streets, eliminations
Shit gets iller, it's mad bullshit us niggas go
They hate us, being broke and gettin too
Well let me show you, how I feel when I'm singin
Ya be constantly O.D.'ing
You can't show them love, yo they love to take advantage
Keep actin like ya black watch where ya bitch
A word the wise, you know us
The late street
We creep on you with rentals, no
We celebrate the summers, trees sit up on the bench
Against the fench, tournaments
These niggas know the scene, roll dice for the green
Bitches the more ice the
Keep the cars shining, these love the creep the actional
And that the hood the fuckin attraction
The hot bitches and niggas ayo we all it happen
Sword sellin drugs are workin hard, we all
Hope you recognize the realism, I'm spittin
Not the hardest rap artist, but I'm
Put the to my lip take a sip of it
Light my L, write my rhyme watch how I the shit
Ayo ya niggas ya be counterfeit, so tone it a bit
A move along with you

Chorus: Lost & Mel
You can't hold us down, You can't us down
You can't hold us down, You can't fuck

[Mr.
I creep the streets with my blastin from the get up
Lay confortable, why the fuck sit up
shining, ordinary guy, makin cheddar
Life for me and and for the kid it's more better
Better school and yo niggas makin more
some old addition listen kid, cheddar roots
Kid you feelin me, rap niggas killin me
Shit my team police they be drillin me
Niggas thrillin me, I like the diamond
For real a fuckin wit you money kid I'm only
But if you get it on, yo we can do it
Any that's mine yo I'm steppin to it
Livin life no fear
My teams got my and my rear
Niggas if you want me, I'm right
Talkin out ya mouth, runnin out gems and cant win
These DJ's makin tapes and can't
These rap niggas, makin money but they trash
Niggas frontin like they want ass
Aiyo I pass, I'd listen to some R&B
Some hot maybe starrin me

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[Mr.
It that my minds playin games on me
Police stay try to throw the chains on me
And try to warn me once I got up inside the
Niggas told me that shit never be the same
Niggas chains what money comes the set
told me though so a nigga wont forget
Where I came from, you know the fuckin
Police hate to see us cats when we on the
Know the best, are whips caught in the chest
that we enter murder, money and the sex
Drugs, with honeys who be hustlin for cheddar
They only out to it better
Startin where it comes
We used to those drums too
We the slums boo
How we do no doubt, LB Fam IV Life, yo we out

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