Mobb Deep - Hold Down The Fort Lyrics
Yeah, we gotta hold down the fortWe gotta hold down the blockWe gotta hold down the fortWe gotta hold down the fort, check itNineteen-ninety-mother*****in-three right?Whats your new years resolution mother*****er?Check this outWe gotta hold down the blockWord is bond kid, uhh, aight[prodigy]Beef on the block, who is he?Set it dunn, me and my automatic likes to get busyGhetto representer, there aint no mother*****er betterWhile you be catchin feelings like a love letterI gotta hold down my fort and wont loseNigga die, because I got the tec 9 bluesBulletproof polo, Im goin out soloWhoever wanna come better step like they know cuzIma survive, more rougher than a certifiedAround the way, parlay and get highMy mega blastll last in days to passNiggaz shoot, too fast, to pull out your gun lastThats why I like to spark first, and shoot your*****-ass down your next ridell be a *****in hearseCause little niggaz dont die sonHalf-step and get that ass lit up like a flare gunCops they want static, whatever they can have itMy name is prodigy and Im known to cause havocAnd when I flip I be on some ill shitI walk the street, like a real super trooperThe block shit proper, who once got hadMad beef with the dread who sold me that dirt bagMad props to the bad little niggaz in the neighborhoodLong live the short, gotta hold down the fortGotta hold down the fortGotta hold down the fortWe gotta hold down the fortYou gotta hold down the fortWe gotta hold down the fortYou gotta hold down the fortSo hold me down son (yeah)Hold me down (yeah yeah)[havoc]Yeah how we go son, pull out the mother*****in m1Straight from the bridge so you know where Im fromThe little, project nigga, I gets no biggaYo, my crew is buck so mother***** how you figureStep the ***** back, nigga, attack with the mackCause word is bond its onShit is real around the way so sit back and take notesDead you on your coat, then cut your mother*****in throatTakin life like a thief in the mother*****in nightWhile I write write, you bite bite biteNiggaz wanna step to my businessBut I just parlay and sip on my guinnessCause Im the ripper, mr. flip the scriptureNiggaz cant ***** with the flow of a real lil niggaI wreck shop, in fact, get the mac, this is realShit is real, how the ***** you figure, nigga nilSo son hold me down while I pull out the glockGotta hold down the block, thats word to my popsSo once again its on, light up the chalmTime to drop the bomb, word is bondWe gotta hold down the blockHold down the blockWe gotta hold down the blockWe gotta hold down the blockYo son he pumpin over here dunn?I know he aint pumpin over here yoYo word is bond yo son peep he comin over lets bring it to himWhat, what? what what what, what?Who the ***** are you?Man ***** that, what? *automatic spray*Hold down the blockYeah whattup now? what what, what what?Whattup now?Hold down the block[prodigy]To all the niggaz thats live or realYou gotta hold down your block, ***** back the glock***** the cops, cause your neighborhood choresIf they beef, make em bleed on the project floorsI get my kicks from loadin up gun clipsDont ***** with suburb chicks, I need a gangsta *****Dont need a crew, I can bust you down solo fastAnd after that, dip into the weed stashIm quick to blast, enemies wont last the fateI kill em fast so they cant retaliateCause when Im not alive whod takes my placeTo hold down the fort, we move onMy man got my backIm ready to go at anybody, who think they john gottiPeace to manny c, good lookin out bIm hellbound, got my block locked downWe gotta pull out the glockGotta pull out the glockWe gotta pull out the glockWe gotta pull out the glockWe gotta pull out the glockWe gotta pull out the glockWe gotta pull out the glockWe gotta pull out the glockWe gotta pull out the glockWe gotta pull out the glockWe gotta pull out the glockWe gotta pull out the glockWe gotta pull out the glockWe gotta pull out the glockWe gotta pull out the glockWe gotta pull out the glockCheck it, yeahCall that nigga
