Luyện nghe bài hát Hold It Down

I'm fix this shit in '96

Facemob in the house, the g b
For the 1990-3-3, you know I'm sayin'

Gun shots out, niggas duckin', what the fuck? !
Seen this bite the bullet, it, daym, fucked him up
Put him his innerself
Took his from him
Never got the chance to see who it
Just niggas runnin', breakin' to they
the gun, put they ass up in the mix
And all I seen was him, laid out
Eyes to the back of his head, wide
And I'm hopin' that don't find the killer
Because this nigga, crossed a whole bunch of
But still a bunch of stand dazed
As gaze at the corpse
Before they drop him in the grave [get
That's all he spoke, lights out at part
That's all she
Everybody got a time and a they die
But if out there crowdin' up your space, it fly, i

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it down, gang type mobbin'
4 5 packin' knuckleheads mackin' jackers want to try
If life was a game, that money buy
The rich would live
And the po' niggas die

Way down in the south, deep, on the
There was a monkey tryin' to step on big ol' lion
Nigga peep the monkey was the and the runner did the dirt
up short on my skrilla and got his monkey ass hurt
What it like?
On the south ti be hoppin'
Respect grew wit the .45 if ya
I got him on the camera, fuckin' thief wanna mail?
Shot him now another is waitin' just to exhale
But oh well, murder, tell me have you heard her?
4 5 pack o'knuckleheads from the mob to serve y'all
Meanwhile, i'ma tell all just what I hate
A that want to pop lip
To turn and and gyrate, as i

Up in the set you see me
on the Hennessy
Look up in the cut, damn comes my enemy
Eyes met, and you best bet, she got a bitches
Slowly, they movin' closer so I taps my
I'm 'bout to this hoe break this hoe down like a frisco
But never let go, up in game thats how the best rolls
I test those who never ever seen me jump
Light they ass up funk cause I ain't scared of you punk
Motherfuckas that think, I'll pull trigga and blink
Leave they ass to stank, then I a whole drank
Understand, I'm out the do' tag they toe and leave 'em
up in this game focus aim and you forgotten
I'm on these hoes like they waxed floors
And I those tryin to escape
Where goin? up out the back door
And I'm at head, wit a .38
Ready to murder, straight through your
Wit no to waste, i

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Look at him, bleedin the mob
There goes nigga, gone
Blood all over the rug, stayed his ass at home
Niggas can't get along, at these clubs
Tryin to these same bitches
Strange niggas, tryin to nuts
I look as I drink my drink and I'm blown
All of a sudden, out of
Goddamn there go wit all that shit
Shankin and and squabblin
But you know I'm holdin it
type mobbin

I'm havin bad willie
Feelin I lost my dog
Lookin sick cause my motherfuckin is gone
Ain't no tommorrow, I gots ta get some today
Spray, all thats in my way if he don't mob way
I'm of windowshoppin, eavesdroppin and
Hearin you holdin what we did
Up to yourself and tryin to me on my end
Come again come come niggas get
Oven roasted, evenly I pour the syrup
And leave em up
Is that motherfuckin p a y
Back city and it's but for show they timed it
You get what you got surely comin, the latex
You see it and start runnin but can't run all
or later you turn up to the sure shot shit
Ass naked for that shit you did
[its a dog nation and a dog time, everything must rewind,
What you time
And i'm

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The niggas will live
The poor will die
So I guess we gotta all the poor niggas rich
Is that how it