• Letra Hold It Down de Geto Boys Ranking:
  • Im gonna fix this shit in 96

    Facemob in the motherfuckin house, the g b
    For the 1990-3-3, you know what Im sayin

    Gun shots ring out, niggas duckin, what the fuck? !
    Seen this nigga bite the bullet, it, daym, fucked 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 gun, put they ass up in the mix
    And all I seen was him, laid out chokin
    Eyes to the back of his head, wide open
    And Im hopin that they dont find the killer
    Because this nigga, crossed 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]
    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

    (chorus) x2

    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
    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 camera, fuckin thief wanna check mail?
    Shot him now another bitch 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

    Chorus

    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 bitches deep
    Slowly, they movin closer so I taps my peeps
    Im 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 aint never seen me jump
    Light they ass up like funk cause I aint scared of you punk
    Motherfuckas that think, Ill pull this trigga and blink
    Leave they ass to stank, then I down a whole drank
    Understand, Im out the do tag they toe and leave em rottin
    Cause up in this game (? ? ? ? ? ) aim and you forgotten
    Im moppin on these hoes like they waxed floors
    And I catch those tryin to escape
    Where they goin? up out the back door
    And Im at your head, wit a .38
    Ready to murder, straight through your chest
    Wit no time to waste, i

    Chorus x2

    Look at him, bleedin from the mob
    There goes another nigga, gone
    Blood all over the rug, shoulda stayed his ass at home
    Niggas cant get along, specially at the clubs
    Tryin to fuck these same bitches
    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 shit
    Shankin and shootin and squabblin
    But you know Im holdin it down
    Gang type mobbin

    Im havin bad luck willie
    Feelin like I lost my dog
    Lookin sick cause my motherfuckin scratch is gone
    Aint no tommorrow, I gots ta get some more today
    Spray, all thats in my way if he dont mob this way
    Im sick of windowshoppin, eavesdroppin 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 roasted, evenly burnt I pour the syrup
    And leave em turned up
    Is this that motherfuckin 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 cant 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 time, everything must rewind, recognize
    What you (? ? ? ? )]
    And im

    Chorus x2

    The rich niggas will live
    The poor niggas will die
    So I guess we gotta make all the poor niggas rich
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