Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Down The Fort

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

Nineteen-ninety motherfuckin' three,
What's your new year's motherfucker?
Check this out, we gotta hold down the
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
you be catchin' feelings like a love letter

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

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

That's why I like to spark and shoot your
Bitch ass your next ride will be a fuckin' hearse
'Cause niggaz don't die son
step and get that ass lit up like a flare gun

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

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

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

Yeah, how we go son, out the motherfuckin' M1
Straight 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

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

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

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

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

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

Yo son he pumpin' here Dunn?
I know he ain't 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 up now?
What what, what?
up now?
Hold the block

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

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

I'm quick to blast, won't last the fate
I kill 'em fast so 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
Peace to Manny C, 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 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 gotta out the glock
We gotta pull out the
We pull out the glock

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