Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Nobody Hold Me Down

(Puff) Bad Boy... we gon' stop
Verse Mase
Now with Sean on the hot track, like it's hot wax
Put it out, all the stores, bet you could that (that's right)

Leave a with a hot hat, fronting like
Bad Boy ain't got tracks (nigga that)
no guy slicker than this young fly nigga
Nickel-nine nigga, you die quicker (uh-huh)

This fed time outta town pie
Turn Cristal into a Crooked I
Everbody to be fast, see the cash
Fuck around weak staff, get a heat rash

in Bad Boy way we smash (we smash)
Hundred G stash, a bulletproof E-Class (ehehe)
I'm through bein a player and a baller
Just want me one bad bitch so I can her

Mase want to be the one you respect, when you're vexed
Rock Versace silks over brunette
Got green seen so you suck my jewels
Clutch my uz', anything I I bruise

Puff his own laws, nigga fuck your rules (that's right)
Goodfellas, you know you touch us dudes

[Puff] Don't push us, cause we're to the, edge
We're tryin, not to lose our heads, a-hah hah hah hah

Broken glass everywhere *glass
if it ain't about the money, Puff, I don't care (that's right)
I'm that Goodfella fly guy, wiseguys
Spend in H-A-W-A-I-I

(Mase can you stop smoking lah lah?)
Puff why try? I'm a thug, I'ma die
I be out in Jersey, Hershey
Brothers ain't to rock my derby

I'm never drugged, I'm the venom in the club, G
Though I know the thug be wantin to me (uh-huh)
Could it be I as smoove as Bugsy? (yeah)
Or be at the bar with too bubbly? (c'mon)

Yo I think it must be the girls to lust me
Or is it simply the girls love me
Brothers wanna: rock the Rolls, my clothes
Rock my ice, pull out Glocks, my life (uhh)

I'm like, "Damn, how these niggaz got they
Used to be my man, how you gonna on my wife?"
Do you think you snake me, cause hate me?
Or he got his Ph.D; Hater's Degree? (Ahaha!)

[Mase] nobody take my pride
[Puff] Uh-uh,
[Mase] Can't nobody me down... ohh no
[Mase] I got to on movin

Quit that! (uh-huh) You a big (yeah)
your chicks at? (yeah) Where your whips at? (where dey at?)
Wherever you get stacks, I'ma fix
Everything that's big dreams, I did (that's right)

Don't knock me you're boring
I'm record sales soaring (*whistling*) touring
Simply a lot of men be wantin to me
'Cause their words don't offend me (uh-uh, uh-uh)

We spend cheese, in the West
Then come home to plenty cream (ahehe)
You it, I could claim it
Young, black, and famous, with hangin out the anus

And you need a hit, who you go and get? (who?)
Bet us? (Not a sure bet)
We make hits will rearrange your whole set (that's right)
and got a Benz that I ain't drove yet

[Mase] Don't push us, cause we're to the, edge
[Mase] tryin, not to, lose our heads, a-hah-hah-hah-hah

I get the feeling sometime, that make me wonder
[Mase] Why you want to us under
[Puff] Why you want to us under [Repeat: x2]

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