Luyện nghe bài hát Hold It Down

I'm fix this shit in '96

in the motherfuckin' house, the g b
For the 1990-3-3, you know what I'm

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

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

Way down in the south, deep, on the
was a monkey tryin' to step on big ol' lion feet
Nigga peep the monkey was the runner and the runner did the
Came up short on my skrilla and got his ass hurt
What it look
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, it's murder, tell me have you heard
4 5 pack o'knuckleheads from the mob ready to serve
Meanwhile, i'ma y'all all just what I hate
A that want to pop lip
To and shake and gyrate, as i

Up in the set you see me
Sippin' on the
Look up in the cut, damn comes my enemy
met, and you best bet, she got a bitches deep
Slowly, they movin' closer so I taps my
I'm 'bout to take this hoe break this hoe down like a
But never let go, up in this thats how the best rolls
I test those who ain't never ever seen me
Light they ass up like funk cause I scared of you punk
Motherfuckas that think, I'll this trigga and blink
Leave they ass to stank, then I a whole drank
Understand, I'm out the do' tag toe and leave 'em rottin'
up in this game focus aim and you forgotten
I'm moppin on these hoes like they floors
And I catch those tryin to
Where they goin? up out the 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 another nigga, gone
Blood all over the rug, shoulda his ass at home
can't get along, specially at these clubs
Tryin to fuck same bitches
niggas, tryin to check nuts
I just look as I drink my and I'm blown
All of a sudden, out of
there they go wit all that shit
Shankin and shootin and
But you know I'm holdin it
Gang type

I'm havin bad willie
like I lost my dog
Lookin sick my motherfuckin scratch is gone
no tommorrow, I gots ta get some more today
Spray, all thats in my way if he mob this way
I'm of windowshoppin, eavesdroppin and
Hearin that you what we did
Up to yourself and tryin to me on my end
Come again come come get toasted
Oven roasted, evenly burnt I the syrup
And em turned up
Is this that p a y
city and it's shitty but for show they timed it
You get what you got surely comin, the pipe
You see it and start but can't run all night
Sooner or later you turn up to the sure shot
Ass naked for that motherfuckin you did
[its a dog and a dog time, everything must rewind, recognize
What you doin
And i'm

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