Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Me Down

Mm-hmm, hold me down, hold me down, me down
Ah yeah yeah hold me down, yeah, me down
Word up, ye-yeah, a-yeh, to me down, hold me down
Word to, everybody that, me down, yo, what?

P back me up now, hold me down
While I go this town, snatchin' crowns
those supposed, wannabe rap vocalists
If you nice get your rope and in this
Let me somethin' you wanna fight? Let's go somethin'
If not, close your mouth and say
imitations, fuckin' up the whole situation
With MC infiltration

Aiyyo straight up, you light MC's better get your up
I'm three hundred and change, starvin cats get ate up
Ain't that ill? How I can just stare and watch the blood
From an rapper but now the rapper's no thrill
Now how real is Burnin' gats, knifes and bats
Hot rhyme, status, the hot wax
Mixed with the slang is where it's at
Perhaps, you should your mouth kid and slide back

Yo E, me down
I'm holdin' you
Yo P, me down
I'm you down
Yo E, me down
I'm you down
PMD, me down
I'm holdin' you

Yo E, hold me
I'm you down
PMD, me down
I'm holdin' you
Yo E, me down
I'm you down
PMD, hold me
I'm you down

You got shit harder this, Erick Serm' and Parrish Smith?
What's Piped out five, with the kit?
And millions to back it, keep it rugged never kid
This ain't just rhymin', God's on the way and askin'
Who's been followin' the rules, two noided, so we tools
And can't cool, this go out to the cats in
It's not the norm, word bond, so get ready for the

Too hot, fuck lukewarm, when we
we swarm Mc's with the bee effect, zzzzz, sting 'em
Like Muhammad, set the scene I'm on CEO's, A&R's
Street team to a for the cream, we damage ya
On light-skinned, dark-skinned, albino, from a
Dopefiend , or wino, the Ultra-ment, stick you with the Magnetic
Give a shout, to them cats, rap diabetics

Yo P, me down
I'm you down
Yo E, me down
I'm you down
Yo PMD, me down
I'm holdin' you
Yo E, me down
I'm you down

Yo PMD, hold me
I'm holdin' you
E-Dub, me down
I'm you down
Mic Doc, hold me
I'm holdin' you
Green Eyed Bandit, holdin' it
Yeah, I'm holdin' you

Niggaz to jam the frequency, when on the low
They be me and the E, DJ Scratch, EPMD
The Dream Team, who fiend for the since sixteen
Dodgin' po-nine and marks, the high beams
God-body, rap style, Mazerrati catchin'
E Double holdin' shit down with the sawed off

What you thought? We takin' than nickels and shorts?
Get the fuck out of here, nothin' sweet here, you get your shit
I spit flames at Oklahoma done, you can smell the Sermon aroma
In a coma, to death, man listen, did he deserve
The kicked to the curb, ass Believe you me, it was his destiny
For the child to end for fuckin' men

P and I got for all y'all who stand tall
And dat like to ball, so we ball like Spalding
In the time of need who you calling when your is falling?
Way down, you've hit, lay down, hit the ground
get up, stay down, relax a minute, you shouldn'ta
Put your two in it now you up a creek
In the back of a car that's