Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Me Down

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

Y'all done met ya match
I'm somethin' like a pimp you bust I bust
I game dudes got 'em callin me
My stomach stay flat baby, mothers don't me, huh

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

I pay for nothin' at all
I even get dutches at the corner store
Shot caller dudes stop as 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
I walk down the streets niggaz squeak their tires
Got every club promoter me flyers

I'm in there V.I.P. a night
a bottle of haze, my weave is so tight
I'm ready for some action, in the air
over 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 bread plus I stay

All I need from you is your that 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 know how I'm it now, shit

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

Everyday valentine, how I keep it rollin'?
Never a dime from rap yet
I thank them people no my people don't it though
has been leavin' those words sayin' cold

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I planes trains, automobiles, boats
Overseas to Brazil
Survival of the fittest, nigga I talk it I it
Gotta before you walk any nigga can get it

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

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

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

Bumba clot enough ta ya and them Ouija
Man I righteous hearted,
Pull the burn out me trunky, pack the fassey
Shots every area, foes no like me why

Them new and new Nike
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'