Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Down The Fort

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

Nineteen-ninety three, right?
What's your new year's resolution
Check this out, we hold down the block
is bond kid, uh, aight

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

I gotta hold down my and won't lose
Nigga die I got the tec 9 blues
Bulletproof polo, I'm out solo
Whoever wanna come step like they know

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

life like a thief in the motherfuckin' night
While I write write, you bite bite
Niggaz wanna to my business
But I just and sip on my Guinness

'Cause I'm the ripper, Mr. the scripture
Niggaz fuck with the flow of a real lil nigga
I wreck shop, in fact, get the mac, is real
is real, how the fuck you figure, nigga nil

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

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

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

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

Hold the block
what up now?
What what, what
What up
Hold down the

To all the niggaz that's live or
You gotta hold your block, cock back the glock
Fuck the cops, 'cause your neighborhood
If they beef, make 'em bleed on the project

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

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

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

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

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

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