Luyện nghe bài hát Hold It Down

I'm gonna fix shit in '96

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

Gun ring out, niggas duckin', what the fuck? !
Seen this nigga bite the bullet, it, daym, him up
Put him his innerself
Took his lifeline him
Never got the to see who done it
niggas runnin', breakin' to they shit
Befoe' the gun, put 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 find the
Because this nigga, a whole bunch of killers
But still a bunch of motherfuckas stand
As gaze at the corpse
Before they drop him in the grave paid]
That's all he spoke, lights out at your
all she wrote
Everybody got a time and a they die
But if your out there up your space, it fly, i

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

Way in the south, deep, on the creep
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 on my skrilla and got his monkey 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 bitch is just to exhale
But oh well, it's murder, tell me 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 fool that to pop lip
To turn and and gyrate, as i

Up in the set you see me
Sippin' on the
Look up in the cut, here comes my enemy
Eyes met, and you best bet, she got a deep
Slowly, they movin' closer so I my peeps
I'm 'bout to take this hoe break this hoe down like a
But never let go, up in this game thats how the best
I test those who never ever seen me jump
Light they ass up like funk cause I ain't of you punk
Motherfuckas that think, I'll this trigga and blink
Leave ass to stank, then I down a whole drank
Understand, I'm out the do' tag they toe and '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 chest
Wit no to waste, i

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Look at him, from the mob
goes another nigga, gone
Blood all over the rug, shoulda stayed his ass at
Niggas get along, specially at these clubs
Tryin to fuck these 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 they go wit all that
Shankin and shootin and
But you know I'm holdin it
Gang type

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

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