Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Down The Fort

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

motherfuckin' three, right?
What's new year's resolution motherfucker?
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 ain't no motherfucker
While you be catchin' feelings like a letter

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Step the fuck back, nigga, with the mack
word is bond it's on
Shit is around the way so sit back and take notes
Dead you on your coat, then cut your motherfuckin'

Takin' life a thief in the motherfuckin' 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 shop, in fact, get the mac, this is real
is real, how the fuck you figure, nigga nil

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm quick to blast, enemies won't the fate
I kill 'em fast so they retaliate
when I'm not alive who'd takes my place
To hold down the fort, we 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 locked down

We gotta out the glock
Gotta out the glock
We gotta pull out the
We pull 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 pull out the
We gotta pull out the
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 out the glock
it, yeah, call that nigga