Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Down The Fort

Yeah, we gotta down the fort
We gotta hold the block
We gotta down the fort
We gotta down the fort, check it

motherfuckin' three, right?
What's your new year's resolution
Check this out, we gotta down the block
Word is bond kid, uh,

on the block, who is he?
Set it Dunn, me and my likes to get busy
Ghetto representer, there ain't no better
While you be feelings like a love letter

I gotta down my fort and won't lose
die because I got the tec 9 blues
Bulletproof polo, I'm goin' out
Whoever wanna come better step like know

'Cuz survive, more rougher than a certified
the way, parlay and get high
My mega blast will last in to pass
shoot, too fast, to pull out your gun last

That's why I like to spark first and shoot
Bitch ass down next ride will be a fuckin' hearse
'Cause little niggaz die son
Half step and get ass lit up like a flare gun

they want static, whatever they can have it
My name is and I'm known to cause havoc
And when I flip I be on some ill
I walk the street, like a super trooper

The block shit proper, who got had
Mad beef with the dread who me that dirt bag
Mad to the bad little niggaz in the neighborhood
Long the short, gotta hold down the fort

Gotta down the fort
hold down the fort
We hold down the fort
You gotta hold down the
We gotta hold the fort
You gotta down the fort
So hold me son, hold me down
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Yeah, how we go son, out the motherfuckin' M1
from the 'bridge so you know where I'm from
The little, nigga, I gets no bigga
Yo, my crew is so mother fuck how you figure

the fuck back, nigga, attack with the mack
'Cause is bond it's on
Shit is real around the way so sit and take notes
you on your coat, then cut your motherfuckin' throat

Takin' life like a in the motherfuckin' night
I write write, you bite bite bite
Niggaz step to my business
But I parlay and sip on my Guinness

'Cause I'm the ripper, Mr. the scripture
Niggaz can't fuck with the flow of a lil nigga
I shop, in fact, get the mac, this is real
Shit is real, how the fuck you figure, nil

So son hold me while I pull out the glock
hold down the block, that's word to my pops
So once it's on, light up the charm
Time to drop the bomb, word is

We hold down the block
Hold the block
We gotta hold the block
We gotta hold the block

Yo son he pumpin' here Dunn?
I know he pumpin' over here yo
Yo, is bond yo son peep
He comin' let's bring it to him

What, what? What what, what?
Who the are you?
Man fuck that,

down the block
Yeah what up
What what, what
What up
Hold down the

To all the niggaz that's or real
You gotta hold down your block, back the glock
the cops, 'cause your neighborhood chores
If they beef, make 'em bleed on the floors

I get my kicks loadin' up gun clips
Don't fuck with suburb chicks, I need a bitch
Don't need a crew, I can you down solo fast
And after that, dip into the stash

I'm quick to blast, enemies won't the fate
I 'em fast so they can't retaliate
'Cause when I'm not alive who'd takes my
To hold down the fort, we on

My man got my
I'm ready to go at anybody, who think they Gotti
to Manny C, good lookin' out B
I'm hell bound, got my locked down

We pull out the glock
Gotta out the glock
We gotta out the glock
We gotta pull out the
We pull out the glock
We pull out the glock

We gotta out the glock
We pull out the glock
We gotta out the glock
We pull out the glock
We gotta pull out the
We pull out the glock

We pull out the glock
We gotta out the glock
We gotta pull out the
We gotta out the glock
Check it, yeah, that nigga