Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Down The Fort

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

Nineteen-ninety motherfuckin' three,
What's new year's resolution motherfucker?
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 automatic likes to get
representer, there ain't no motherfucker better
While you be catchin' like a love letter

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

'Cuz I'ma survive, more than a certified
Around the way, and get high
My mega will last in days to pass
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 like a gun

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

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

Gotta hold down the
Gotta hold down the
We hold down the fort
You gotta down the fort
We gotta hold down the
You gotta hold down the
So me down 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, 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 around the way so sit back and notes
you on your coat, then cut your motherfuckin' throat

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

'Cause I'm the ripper, Mr. the scripture
Niggaz can't with 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 the block, that's word to my pops
So again it's on, light up the charm
Time to the bomb, word is bond

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

Yo son he pumpin' over Dunn?
I he ain't pumpin' over here yo
Yo, word is yo son peep
He comin' over let's it to him

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

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

To all the niggaz live or real
You gotta hold down block, cock back the glock
Fuck the cops, 'cause your chores
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
Don't a crew, I can bust you down solo fast
And after that, dip into the weed

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

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

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

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

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