Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Me Down

Yeah, Brooklyn, New York, focused
ya girl, Babs Bunny, the streets first lady
Diddy, I see you,

niggaz done met ya match
I'm somethin' like a pimp you I bust back
I game dudes got 'em me wifey
My stomach stay flat baby, don't like me, huh

Chicks this heated then I '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 don't pay for at all
I even get free at the corner store
Shot caller dudes stop as soon as I
Babs Bunny the jet queen of the week, huh

I'm fire just what the thugs
Got a high pitched MC Mariah
When I down the streets niggaz squeak their tires
Got club promoter passin' me flyers

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

bad girl, I do it for nothin'
Tight dickies with a pop top button
Babs repeat it I'm that the rap game needed
Thorough bread plus I stay

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

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

like valentine, how I keep it rollin'?
Never made a dime rap yet
I them people no my people don't believe it though
Someone has been leavin' those words cold

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

What you say Freddy P ya heard me, Lord Chopper City
Ya heard me, your little ya heard me
I the band ya dig to the death
New the third ward Magnolia

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

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

You can try to stop me, I will
Shit my killer instincts cinder
I'm a bad boy guerrilla making figures
Chopper 'bout to dis ya, I can paint you a picture

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

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

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

I takes planes trains, automobiles,
Overseas passport to
Survival of the fittest, nigga I talk it I it
Gotta crawl before you any nigga can get it

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

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

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

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

Them new Jordan and new
My glocks come out when it's fa ya bashee
Ask dem ya see da band is me family
If ya disrespect ya fi feel mornin'