Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Me Down

[Intro:
(C'mon baby) Yeah, heh
You niggaz can't hold me down, me down, hold me down (soldiers)
We're not fuckin around, fuckin around, round
You niggaz can't hold me down, hold me down, me down (I'm baaaack)
We're not fuckin around, around, fuckin round
You niggaz hold me down, hold me down, hold me down
We're not fuckin around, fuckin around, fuckin
(You better tell 'em who the I am)
You niggaz can't me down, hold me down, hold me down
(You tell 'em who the fuck I am)
not fuckin around

[Bizzy
You better tell 'em who the fuck I am, see me comin around
I let 'em know we fuckin around
I it's the mysterious
I read up on the scriptures of the end of the time, to die
With a serious sigh, it's a
I'm feelin the vibe, 7th niggaz feelin my tribe
Cause the king, are you bitch-ified?
I better feed him with a cause he's mystified
I heard him comin in the room from the other
You roll up on me slowly chop him down to my size
So have to try to the trinity - I think I'm on fuckin planet
Got me rappin, I'm at NASA, I'm
I'm focused on my mini-me - I better the gifted
I got washed-up rappers straight feelin me (yeah)
I wanna be happy but this poverty is killin me
BAM! Let me tell them who the I am

[Chorus 2X:
Can't you see it's meant to be?
You can, hate on me but you still can't, hold me
Can't you see that we makin
Got the and the groove and you know we don't, fuck around

Bam was no one-hit wonder gon' be gone by next summer
I'm gon' - stay at the top cause I done from down under
See I'll - never forget the and roaches and pissy mattresses
And as - many I had nothin to eat but saltine crackers
Shit I - thank God for Section 8, place to eat shit on hot
Cause it - sure made a cold beef taste like hot steaks nigga
This ain't no joke, this ain't no fairytale, real life
What you about a clip in the window with no heat, feel like
I - come from the slums where the bums is the role models
Sleep in the streets, for change, clutchin a cold bottle
Shit, fuck with death like it was thick bitch, with a fat ass
So you really ain't shit in the hood you got a {?} and you got cash
Don't you think you to get this shit
cause in the hood respect the troop
I state it and get the proof
and I go to the lab and I the booth
Ain't no way you can stop the fire, runnin to you a pump and a shot
Raising the bar with a {?} in the sky, ghetto to ghetto you know that I

(Bizzy)]
Don't fuck around, huh, yeah (you can't hold me down)
fuck around (hold me down, hold me dowwwwn)
Uh (we're not fuckin around, around, fuckin around)

Don't around