Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Me Down

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

P back me up now, hold me down
While I go around this town, crowns
From those supposed, wannabe rap
If you nice get your rope and in this
Let me know somethin' you wanna fight? go somethin'
If not, close your and say nothing
imitations, fuckin' up the whole situation
With MC infiltration

Aiyyo up, you light MC's better get your weight up
I'm three hundred and change, starvin cats get ate up
that ill? How I can just stare and watch the blood spill
From an unknown rapper but now the no thrill
Now how real is that? Burnin' gats, knifes and
Hot rhyme, status, the hot wax
with the street slang is where it's at
Perhaps, you should your mouth kid and slide back

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

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

You got shit harder than this, Erick and Parrish Smith?
What's this? Piped out five, with the
And millions to back it, keep it rugged wack kid
ain't just rhymin', God's on the way and he's askin'
Who's followin' the rules, two noided, so we strap tools
And can't cool, this go out to the in school
not the norm, word bond, so get ready for the rainstorm

Too hot, fuck lukewarm, when we
Yeah we 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, a crackhead
Dopefiend , or wino, bring the Ultra-ment, you with the Magnetic
Give a shout, to them cats, rap diabetics

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

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

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

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

P and I got somethin' for all who stand tall
And dat like to ball, so we ball like Spalding
In the time of need who you calling when your career is
Way down, you've been hit, lay down, hit the
Don't get up, down, relax a minute, you shouldn'ta
Put your two in it now you up a creek
In the of a car that's rented