Luyện nghe bài hát Hold You Down

Hey, Hey, we it treal, samba baby

If u need love im lovin, if u a thug im thuggin, whatever u need girl ima hold u down, need a lil
dough we flippin got somewhwere to go im whippin, be a love hustla whatever u need girl ima u down

B]
Bun B da ima man amongst men my chain is gold my steel is ? im made of tough skin u gon respect me
(hold up) take mo then a average nigga to check me Ima rider till the go ballin they blow out
(damn) one hundred and one percent G and its no doubt that if u need a man to make u secure then baby
u aint gotta look no i got the cure

u want money and jewels (jewels) u want and cars (cars) wanna live VIP rubbin shoulders wit
stars (stars) wanna fly in G4's (4's) or the seas then your wish is my command u can do what ya please
(hey) the lap of is what you'll be layin in just respect the playa and the game that hes playin
in (forreal) i can show u a side of life u never seen (huh) 'cause even the kid the treal a seperate queen

[Mike
See all that listenin to them hoes in your ear gotta quit i see they smile im around when i leave
they talk shit they just mad i got u flippin jagos poppin tags brand new clothes u cant tell by the
tag i dont mean to boast and but them hoes around u hatin they just waitin on u to slip so i could
leave yo ass with nathan then when i do that they gon door and try to holla hopin ima do them like
you and them off some dollas but i aint 'cause i cant afford to go back down that road id rather stay on
my J-O and a bank roll but i aint 'cause i cant afford to go back down that road id rather stay on my
J-O and stack a roll but if u real and u down and in public you dont clown holla at me ill be around
(mike jones) but if u real and u down and in public you dont clown holla at me ill be Yea

i puttin it down nigga and holdin my grounds nigga from off the mound nigga we duckin them clowns
nigga takin they crown nigga and shovin the nigga rocks off the ground got the cush by the pounds
nigga ankle blingin baby wrist on freeze got the pinky on the ice love a bitch wit gold teeths hot
girl nigga lovin the G the work under the seat she do it for me take a trip to port her off to the
beach tell her homie hold it down 'cause we to eat and got me feelin like i lost my jones i done lost
my horns so H town is on and nuttin 'cause the palms got chrome nigga do this in the early 'cause we
gettin it on and baby girl u could alone and fly the four to France and take a hundred bones