Текст песни Lil` O f BFK, Z-Ro - Hold it Down
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(*talking*)Southsive for live, we balling in the mixIt`s going down H-Town for real, pull it outLet em know, we bout to steal the showPull up on 4`s, kick down the do, what[Chorus: Z-Ro]Cause I`ma hold it down, and represent H-TownThey said we wouldn`t make it, swore it wasn`t going downBut I`ma show em now, that we about to clownRegulate for Texas state, baby I`ma hold it down yay-yay[Lil` O]Hey I`m young dumb full of cum, icy and numbBlock bleeder balla, pass the great puponMy dress code stay thoed, they be like where you fromI tell em Third Coast Texas race, HoustonAnd I stop the piece, when my glocks releaseCatch me on the Southwest, moving flocks of geeseTalking down on my city, you`ll get rocked to sleepCause I keep a AK, ready to chop the streetsAnd I don`t need no friends, but I need those endsI`m trying to get the six double zero BenzYou try to stop that, it`ll be your endWe bar none boys, we don`t see no menAnd we fear no coward, get money and the powerReign in the states, with the flakes and the flowerHit clubs on Dubs, standing out like a towerHop out in bitches shoes, leaving niggas sour, what[Chorus: Z-Ro][BFK]I`m a habitual hard knocker, and a menace as wellBlood thirsty like rotweilers, in the kitchen with scalesChickens and mail, got us dodging prison and jailSlipping your nail, my niggas off of timid and frailLike toxic, come up with smells my aroma is strongerMan water corona, stop on cobonasWe know the ray corners, like we the F-E-D`sBest believe when we squeeze, niggas chests gon bleedYes indeed, no doubt we bout to rest emceesBaller naming as the greatest, full breaded pedigree Lifestyle and profile, living big celebrityNever push inside my pride or, integrityMy people deep as a river, bring it on we can rumbleTurning cowards over like fumbles, or my homies the jungleStreet smart and lion hearted, what I started I finishWe provoke it and cause commotion, by the time we done hit it[Chorus: Z-Ro][BFK]I`ma compose when paper fold, and my attitude`s cockyAnd dodging and breaking bones pockets, leaving your posseSluggish and sloppy, smoking like a broken solloppeI shake fades and break bread, while I`m blowing on broccoliMy block bleeding blood hounds, stay down like flat tiresConvicted and pass bond, we glisten like selfoxPaper rock path find, ain`t no sleeping`s the mottoDehydrated for our dollas, kottenmouth and can`t swallowWe Dirty Third desperadoes, dumping ashes on bitchesMashing on snitches, and pussy glasses matching my bridgesSlagging and slipping, never in my macking and pimpingI game spit your main bitch, never shackle a pigeonMy teeth glisten while they greeting, when I`m bending in womenI`m spinning that pimping, gangsta limping, off of vision and grippingAdrenaline dripping when I`m pumping, with a passion for stackingStanking like walts I catch em, ?charlie hustle in mansions?[Chorus: Z-Ro](Z-Ro in background)Yay-ay - 13x(*talking*)Dedicated to the streets of H-Town TexasThe whole Dirty Third, everybody that held a playa downWhen it wasn`t going down, you know I`m sayingMuch love from the Fat Rat With The Cheeze, Lil` OBFK, Z-Ro, 89 hundred brat