GETO BOYS - Hold It Down lyrics
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I'm gonna fix this shit in '96
Facemob in the motherfuckin' housethe g b
For the 1990-3-3you know what I'm sayin'
Gun shots ring outniggas duckin'what the fuck? !
Seen this nigga bite the bulletitdaymfucked 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 shit
Befoe' the gunput they ass up in the mix
And all I seen was himlaid out chokin'
Eyes to the back of his headwide open
And I'm hopin' that they don't find the killer
Because this niggacrossed a whole bunch of killers
But still a bunch of motherfuckas stand dazed
As they gaze at the corpse
Before they drop him in the grave [get paid]
That's all he spokelights out at your part
That's all she wrote
Everybody got a time and a place they die
But if your out there crowdin' up your spaceit flyi
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Hold it downgang type mobbin'
4 5 packin' knuckleheads mackin' jackers that want to try
If life was a gamethat money could buy
The rich niggas would live
And the po' niggas would die
Way down in the southdeepon the creep
There was a monkey tryin' to step on big ol' (? ? ) feet
Nigga peep the monkey was the runner and the runner did the dirt
Came up short on my skrilla and got his ass 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 camerafuckin' thief wanna check mail?
Shot him now another bitch is waitin' just to exhale
But oh wellit's murdertell me have you heard her?
4 5 knucklehead from the mob ready to serve y'all
Meanwhilei'ma tell y'all all just what I hate
A fool that want to pop lip
To turn and shake and gyrateas i
Chorus
Up in the set you see me robbin'
Sippin' on the hennessey
Look up in the cutdamn here comes my enemy
Eyes metand you best betshe got a bitches deep
Slowlythey movin' closer so I taps my peeps
I'm 'bout to take this hoe down like a frisco
But never let goup in this game thats how the best rolls
I test those who ain't never seen me jump
Light they ass up like funk cause I ain't scared of you punk
Motherfuckas that thinkI'll pull this trigga and blink
Leave they ass to stankthen I down a whole drank
UnderstandI'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 headwit a .38
Ready to murderstraight through your chest
Wit no time to wastei
Chorus x2
Look at himbleedin from the mob
There goes another niggagone
Blood all over the rugshoulda stayed his ass at home
Niggas can't get alongspecially at the clubs
Tryin to fuck these same bitches
Strange niggastryin to check nuts
I just look as I drink my drink and I (? ? ? ? ? )
All of a sudden (? ? ? ? )
Goddamn there they go wit all that shit
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 motherfuckin scratch is gone
Ain't no tommorrowI gots ta get some more today
Sprayall thats in my way if he don't mob this way
I'm sick of windowshoppineavesdroppin and
Hearin that you holdin what we did
Up to yourself and tryin to fuck me on my end
Come again come come niggas get toasted
Oven roastedevenly burnt I pour the syrup
And leave em turned up
Is this that motherfuckin p a y
Back city and it's shitty but for show they timed it
You get what you got surely cominthe latex pipe
You see it and start runnin but can't run all night
Sooner or later you turn up to the sure shot shit
Ass naked for that motherfuckin shit you did
[its a dog nation and a dog timeeverything must rewindrecognize
What you (? ? ? ? )]
And i'm
Chorus x2
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?
