Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Me Down

Yeah, Brooklyn, New York, stay
It's ya girl, Babs Bunny, the first lady
Diddy, I see you,

Y'all done met ya match
I'm somethin' like a pimp you bust I back
I game dudes got 'em callin me
My stomach stay flat baby, mothers like me, huh

this heated then I give 'em my ice see
I'm the knockout y'all hoes don't wanna fight me
Sexy, skin complexion
Concealed in my purse it's a deadly weapon,

I pay for nothin' at all
I even get dutches at the corner store
Shot dudes stop as soon as I speak
Bunny the black jet queen of the week, huh

I'm fire what the thugs desire
Got a high pitched MC Mariah
When I walk down the streets squeak their tires
Got every promoter passin' me flyers

I'm in V.I.P. a sure night
With a bottle of haze, my weave is so
I'm ready for action, hands in the air
Crystal here in the club no beer

Stuntin' bad girl, I do it for
Tight dickies shirt a pop top button
Babs repeat it I'm something that the rap needed
Thorough plus I stay weeded

All I need from you is your word that I come to the stai
You gon hold me down when you come to M.I.
I'm gon hold you down, you know it's P
Te hit man of the band, y'all how I'm doing it now, shit

I'm in and out magazines back to the TV shows
Attendin' business meetings a 40's and my dirty flows
an episode all because them episodes
Just like they wanna know where my cheddar flows

Everyday like valentine, how I keep it
Never made a from rap yet
I thank people no my people don't believe it though
has been leavin' those words sayin' cold

You think I don't know you serving
'Cause you ain't a dude alive that couldn't carry Coke
So it must be them freakin' po po's I hope better pray
They don't run up wrong or your momma gonna be that song

What you say Freddy P ya me, it's Lord Chopper City
Ya me, your little brother ya heard me
I representin' the band ya dig to the
New Orleans the third ward

Let me a nigga bootin' up I'ma be like what's hap nigga
I crush bones and ain't a mothafuckin' fat
You know what type of shit I'm on I let the hit ya
You cant box my squad, our left jabs

Then any bitch nigga tries to come against us
All my sistas, I promise to make it of my agenda to get ya
You what I'm sayin', we see them ninjas
Hoppin' off of them Ducatis you down like timber

You can try to stop me, I injure
Shit my instincts like cinder
I'm a bad boy guerrilla millionaire figures
City 'bout to dis ya, I can paint you a picture

Hey yo, man I dig you like the fuckin' shovel man
Its E Ness the enforcer the band man
We the hottest thing microwave popcorn dog
It's real, it's about to go down like ay yo

Puffin' on deezy's you know it ain't illegal
And I never been to Iraq but packin' eagles I mean
me a liar but the fires back
Bad Boy empire is the fires at

I got the John truck with the tires to match
The hood on fire the wires tapped
Okay this part of the deal, huntas all on my heels
for me huh somewhere in the Ville

I planes trains, automobiles, boats
Overseas passport to
of the fittest, nigga I talk it I live it
Gotta crawl you walk any nigga can get it

All dance for the family ya Elliott ness, me
I it down til dead before dishonor trust, what me
ya Dylan Dillinger, join the family all West Indian
I for, lemme see some now, call you

Ya me, me in a band which is in need
Ya must see, man a don, nah me no clot be
She see me, ya eye out, you no see, see, see, see
Little more me have to out with set she see, see

She check all of me guns, she theify theify
Me a half a pint fa your an Eagle eye if she need it
Check the people like mortars are
Rule the people me gun like Moses rule 'em rod

Bumba clot ta move ya and them Ouija
Man I hearted, [Incomprehensible]
Pull the burn out me trunky, pistol pack the
Shots every area, foes no like me why

Them new Jordan and new
My glocks come out when it's time fa ya
Ask dem ya gonna see da is me family
If ya ya fi never feel mornin'