Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Me Down

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

Aiyyo P me up now, hold me down
While I go around this town, snatchin'
From those supposed, rap vocalists
If you get your rope and dosey-do in this
Let me know somethin' you wanna fight? go somethin'
If not, close mouth and say nothing
Y'all imitations, fuckin' up the situation
With sucker MC

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

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

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

You got shit harder than this, Erick and Parrish Smith?
this? Piped out five, with the kit?
And millions to back it, keep it never wack 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, go out to the cats in school
It's not the norm, word bond, so get for the rainstorm

Too hot, fuck lukewarm, we swarm
Yeah we swarm Mc's with the bee effect, zzzzz, '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, bring the Ultra-ment, you with the Magnetic
a shout, to them sweet cats, rap diabetics

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

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

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

What you thought? We more than nickels and shorts?
Get the fuck out of here, nothin' sweet here, you get your shit
I flames at Oklahoma when done, you can smell the Sermon aroma
In a coma, burned to death, man listen, did he
The kicked to the curb, ass whippin'? you me, it was his destiny
For the to end for fuckin' with 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 career is falling?
Way down, you've hit, lay down, hit the ground
get up, stay down, relax a minute, you shouldn'ta
Put two cents in it now you up a creek
In the back of a car that's