Luyện nghe bài hát Hold It Down

I'm gonna fix shit in '96

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

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

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

Way down in the south, deep, on the
There was a monkey tryin' to step on big ol' lion
Nigga peep the was the runner and the runner did the dirt
up short on my skrilla and got his monkey ass hurt
What it like?
On the south side ti be
Respect grew wit the .45 if ya
I got him on the camera, thief wanna check mail?
him now another bitch is waitin' just to exhale
But oh well, it's murder, tell me have you heard
4 5 pack o'knuckleheads the mob ready to serve y'all
Meanwhile, i'ma tell 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
on the Hennessy
Look up in the cut, here comes my enemy
met, and you best bet, she got a bitches deep
Slowly, they movin' closer so I my peeps
I'm 'bout to take this hoe this hoe down like a frisco
But let go, up in this game thats how the best rolls
I test those who ain't never ever me jump
Light they ass up like funk cause I ain't scared of you
Motherfuckas think, I'll pull this trigga and blink
Leave they ass to stank, then I down a whole
Understand, I'm out the do' tag toe and leave 'em rottin'
Cause up in this focus aim and you forgotten
I'm moppin on hoes like they waxed 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 goes 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 drink and I'm
All of a sudden, out of
Goddamn there go wit all that shit
and shootin and squabblin
But you know I'm it down
type mobbin

I'm bad luck willie
like I lost my dog
Lookin sick cause my motherfuckin scratch is
Ain't no tommorrow, I gots ta get some today
Spray, all in my way if he don't mob this way
I'm of windowshoppin, eavesdroppin and
Hearin that you what we did
Up to and tryin to fuck me on my end
again come come niggas get toasted
Oven roasted, evenly I pour the syrup
And leave em up
Is this that p a y
Back city and it's shitty but for show timed it
You get you got surely comin, the latex pipe
You see it and start runnin but run all night
Sooner or later you turn up to the sure shit
Ass naked for motherfuckin shit you did
[its a dog and a dog time, everything must rewind, recognize
you doin time
And i'm

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