Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Nobody Hold Me Down [Radio Mix]

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

Leave a nigga a hot hat, fronting like
Bad Boy got tracks (nigga stop that)
There's no guy slicker than this young fly
Nickel-nine nigga, you die quicker (uh-huh)

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

in Bad Boy way we smash (we smash)
Hundred G stash, push a bulletproof (ehehe)
I'm through with bein a player and a
want me one bad bitch so I can spoil her

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

Puff make his own laws, nigga fuck rules (that's right)
Goodfellas, you you can't touch us dudes

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

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

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

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

Yo I think it must be the want to lust me
Or is it simply the girls just me
Brothers wanna: the Rolls, rock my clothes
my ice, pull out Glocks, stop 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 they me?
Or he got his Ph.D; Player Degree? (Ahaha!)

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

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

Don't knock me you're boring
I'm record soaring (*whistling*) straight touring
a lot of men be wantin to hear me
'Cause their just 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 money out the anus

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

[Mase] Don't push us, we're close to the, edge
[Mase] We're tryin, not to, lose our heads,

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

[Chorus