Hold It Down-Geto Boys

歌手 : Geto Boys
专辑 : The Resurrection
语种 : 英语
时长 : 06:27

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TXT Hold It Down-Geto Boys 文本歌词

Hold It Down - Geto Boys
I'm gonna fix this sh*t in 96
Facemob in the motherf**kin house the g b
For the 1990-3-3 you know what I'm sayin
Gun shots ring out niggas duckin what the f**k
Seen this ni**a bite the bullet it daym f**ked him up
Put him outside his innerself
Took his lifeline from him
Never got the chance to see who done it
Just niggas runnin breakin to they sh*t
Befoe the gun put they a** up in the mix
And all I seen was him laid out chokin
Eyes to the back of his head wide open
And I'm hopin that they don't find the killer
Because this ni**a crossed a whole bunch of killers
But still a bunch of motherf**kas stand dazed
As they gaze at the corpse
Thats all he spoke lights out at your part
Thats all she wrote
Everybody got a time and a place they die
But if your out there crowdin up your space it fly i
Hold it down gang type mobbin
4 5 packin knuckleheads mackin jackers that want to try
If life was a game that money could buy
The rich niggas would live
And the po niggas would die
Way down in the south deep on the creep
There was a monkey tryin to step on big ol feet
Ni**a peep the monkey was the runner and the runner did the dirt
Came up short on my skrilla and got his a** hurt
What it look like
On the south side ti be hoppin
Respect grew wit the 45 if ya poppin
I got him on the camera f**kin thief wanna check mail
Shot him now another b**ch is waitin just to exhale
But oh well its murder tell me have you heard her
4 5 knucklehead from the mob ready to serve yall
Meanwhile ima tell yall all just what I hate
A fool that want to pop lip
To turn and shake and gyrate as i
Up in the set you see me robbin
Sippin on the hennessey
Look up in the cut damn here comes my enemy
Eyes met and you best bet she got a b**ches deep
Slowly they movin closer so I taps my peeps
I'm bout to take this hoe down like a frisco
But never let go up in this game thats how the best rolls
I test those who ain't never seen me jump
Light they a** up like funk cause I ain't scared of you punk
Motherf**kas that think Ill pull this trigga and blink
Leave they a** to stank then I down a whole drank
Understand I'm out the do tag they toe and leave em rottin
Cause up in this game aim and you forgotten
I'm moppin on these hoes like they waxed floors
And I catch those tryin to escape
Where they goin up out the back door
And I'm at your head wit a 38
Ready to murder straight through your chest
Wit no time to waste i
Look at him bleedin from the mob
There goes another ni**a gone
Blood all over the rug shoulda stayed his a** at home
Niggas can't get along specially at the clubs
Tryin to f**k these same b**ches
Strange niggas tryin to check nuts
I just look as I drink my drink and I
All of a sudden
Goddamn there they go wit all that sh*t
Shankin and shootin and squabblin
But you know I'm holdin it down
Gang type mobbin
I'm havin bad luck willie
Feelin like I lost my dog
Lookin sick cause my motherf**kin scratch is gone
Ain't no tommorrow I gots ta get some more today
Spray all thats in my way if he don't mob this way
I'm sick of windowshoppin eavesdroppin and
Hearin that you holdin what we did
Up to yourself and tryin to f**k me on my end
Come again come come niggas get toasted
Oven roasted evenly burnt I pour the syrup
And leave em turned up
Is this that motherf**kin p a y
Back city and its shitty but for show they timed it
You get what you got surely comin the latex pipe
You see it and start runnin but can't run all night
Sooner or later you turn up to the sure shot sh*t
A** naked for that motherf**kin sh*t you did
Its a dog nation and a dog time everything must rewind recognize
What you
And i'm
The rich niggas will live
The poor niggas will die
So I guess we gotta make all the poor niggas rich
Is that how it goes