Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Me Down

Mm-hmm, hold me down, me down, hold me down
Ah yeah yeah hold me down, yeah, hold me
Word up, ye-yeah, a-yeh, to hold me down, hold me
Word to, that, hold me down, yo, what?

Aiyyo P back me up now, hold me
While I go this town, snatchin' crowns
From those supposed, wannabe rap
If you nice get your and dosey-do in this
Let me know somethin' you wanna Let's go somethin'
If not, close your mouth and say
Y'all imitations, fuckin' up the whole
With MC infiltration

Aiyyo straight up, you light better get your weight up
I'm benchin' three and change, starvin cats get ate up
Ain't that ill? How I can just stare and watch the spill
From an unknown but now the rapper's no thrill
Now how real is that? Burnin' gats, knifes and
Hot rhyme, status, the hot wax
Mixed the street slang is where it's at
Perhaps, you should close your mouth kid and back

Yo E, me down
I'm holdin' you
Yo P, me down
I'm holdin' you
Yo E, me down
I'm holdin' you
PMD, hold me
I'm holdin' you

Yo E, hold me
I'm you down
PMD, me down
I'm holdin' you
Yo E, me down
I'm holdin' you
PMD, hold me
I'm holdin' you

You got shit harder than this, Serm' and Parrish Smith?
What's this? Piped out five, the kit?
And millions to it, keep it rugged never wack kid
This ain't rhymin', God's on the way and he's askin'
been followin' the rules, two noided, so we strap tools
And can't cool, this go out to the cats in
It's not the norm, bond, so get ready for the rainstorm

Too hot, lukewarm, when we swarm
Yeah we swarm Mc's the bee effect, zzzzz, sting 'em
Muhammad, set the scene I'm bombin' on CEO's, A&R's
Street to a manager for the cream, we damage ya
On light-skinned, dark-skinned, albino, a crackhead
Dopefiend , or wino, bring the Ultra-ment, you with the Magnetic
a shout, to them sweet cats, rap diabetics

Yo P, me down
I'm holdin' you
Yo E, hold me
I'm holdin' you
Yo PMD, me down
I'm you down
Yo E, me down
I'm you down

Yo PMD, hold me
I'm you down
E-Dub, me down
I'm holdin' you
Mic Doc, hold me
I'm you down
Green Bandit, holdin' it down
Yeah, I'm you down

tryin' to jam the frequency, when on the low
They be me and the E, DJ Scratch, EPMD
The Dream Team, who fiend for the since sixteen
Dodgin' po-nine and marks, with the high
God-body, rap style, catchin' bodies
E Double holdin' shit down with the sawed off

What you We takin' more than nickels and shorts?
Get the fuck out of here, nothin' here, you get your shit torched
I spit flames at Oklahoma done, you can smell the Sermon aroma
In a coma, burned to death, man listen, did he
The kicked to the curb, ass whippin'? Believe you me, it was his
For the to end for fuckin' with men

P and I got for all y'all who stand tall
And dose dat to ball, so we ball like Spalding
In the time of need who you calling your career is falling?
Way down, you've hit, lay down, hit the ground
Don't get up, down, relax a minute, you shouldn'ta
Put your two cents in it now you up a
In the back of a car rented