Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Down The Fort

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

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

on the block, who is he?
Set it Dunn, me and my likes to get busy
Ghetto representer, there no motherfucker better
While you be catchin' feelings a love letter

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

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

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

Cops they want static, whatever 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, a real super trooper

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

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

Yeah, how we go son, pull out the 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 it's on
Shit is real around the way so sit and take notes
Dead you on coat, then cut your motherfuckin' throat

life like a thief in the motherfuckin' night
While I write, you bite bite bite
wanna step to my business
But I just 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 wreck shop, in fact, get the mac, this is
Shit is real, how the you figure, nigga nil

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

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

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

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

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

To all the that's live or real
You gotta hold down your block, cock back the
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 into the weed

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

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

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

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

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