Yeah, we gotta hold down the We gotta hold down the We hold down the fort We hold down the fort, check it
Nineteen-ninety three, right? What's your new year's resolution this out, we gotta hold down the block Word is 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 feelings like a love letter
I gotta hold down my fort and lose Nigga die I got the tec 9 blues Bulletproof polo, I'm out solo Whoever come better step like they know
'Cuz I'ma survive, more than a certified the way, parlay and get high My blast will last in days to pass Niggaz shoot, too fast, to pull out your gun
That's why I to spark first and shoot your Bitch ass down your next ride will be a fuckin' 'Cause little niggaz die son Half step and get that ass lit up like a gun
they want static, whatever they can have it My name is prodigy and I'm known to cause And when I flip I be on ill shit I walk the street, like a real super
The shit proper, who once got had Mad beef with the who sold me that dirt bag Mad props to the bad niggaz in the neighborhood live the short, gotta hold down the fort
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Yeah, how we go son, pull out the M1 Straight from the 'bridge so you where I'm from The little, project nigga, I gets no Yo, my is buck so mother fuck how you figure
Step the fuck back, nigga, attack the mack 'Cause word is bond on Shit is real around the way so sit back and notes you on your coat, then cut your motherfuckin' throat
Takin' life like a thief in the night While I write write, you bite bite Niggaz wanna step to my But I parlay and sip on my Guinness
'Cause I'm the ripper, Mr. Flip the Niggaz can't fuck the flow of a real lil nigga I wreck shop, in fact, get the mac, this is Shit is real, how the fuck you figure, nil
So son hold me down while I pull out the Gotta hold down the block, that's word to my So again it's on, light up the charm Time to drop the bomb, is bond
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Yo son he over here Dunn? I know he ain't over here yo Yo, word is yo son peep He over 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 down the block
To all the niggaz that's live or You gotta hold down block, cock back the glock Fuck the cops, 'cause your chores If they beef, make 'em bleed on the floors
I get my kicks from up gun clips Don't fuck suburb chicks, I need a gangsta bitch Don't need a crew, I can bust you solo fast And that, dip into the weed stash
I'm to blast, enemies won't last the fate I 'em fast so they can't retaliate when I'm not alive who'd takes my place To hold the fort, we move on
My man got my I'm ready to go at anybody, who think they John to Manny C, good lookin' out B I'm hell bound, got my block down
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