Текст песни Tq - Hold It Down, слова песни Tq

Текст песни Tq - Hold It Down

Tq - Hold It Down слова песни

F/ vandalz[tq - intro]Kb, vandalz (yeah yeah yeah)bout mineYall know how we do itYeah (bout mine)This is for them soldiers (keep it goin)All day, everyday (yeah yeah yeah)[tq]Ive got so much trouble on my mindRefuse to loseI got my windows seedy, county lines still onNow what the hell is goin on? This nigga been around the world and backAnd its a lesson to be learned in thatA lot of paper to be earned in thatBut I still couldnt discern the factThat the life aint gotta be like thatSo hold it down1 - [tq](ima pop mine)Gotta be about it, or youll see about it(gonna keep it on)I ill, Ill be about itYes, I feel g about it(who could be with me? )Wouldnt be without itWhen I think about it, who gon be down? (who will be down? )Gotta feel g about it, or youll see about it(dont get no more)Yes, I feel g about itWhere would I be without it? (Im sick of all you haters when Im comin round)When I think about holdin it down(gotta hold it down)[tq]Oh, when I was young in my neighborhoodI sold straps cuz the papers good(so my bitch should understand me nigga)We let them ends get biggerIts always somethin wrong with the pictureThats when it hits yaSeventeen years old, aint no need to be rollinIn a big body benz thats stolenAll my knuckleheads holla if ya hear me nowThe grind is somethin that you gotta stay real aboutI doubt Id change a thing about my life, except these hatersId take em baby, two at a time, with lefts and rightsAnd wont get tired til we all ball, causin a riotCant even see no peace and quietSo I decided misery Ill deal with myselfAint no need for me to be involved with nobody elseIll chase my wealth across these continentsWhy these fake mothafuckas wanna get with this? Bitch nigga, be bout itRepeat 1Repeat 1[vandalz]Now who be lettin them heads loose, aimin off the roofIts the new millennium and I still aint feelin emIm y2-ak, ready, hands steadyShame on you niggas, how we came on you niggasShoulda pulled the heat out and flamed all you niggasTo the clique Im dedicated, bout, blunted and fadedBitch pleaseAsk a nigga, squeeze the young gSituation turned drastic, Im pullin out plasticSo bring the beat cuz Im a bastardBarely breathing, but leave the body in plasticBlaze the broccoli on the roof of murderin streetPsychotic, leave the mic, its idioticBring ya heat if you bout itWatch em inhale butane and spit hot flamesThug, so Im stayin heatedBut fuck the trouble that its causedWe part insane, mentallyWith a urge to splurge a piece of my poisonTo innocent citizensViolent millitants, check the currency on my pistol for themDecided we outRepeat 1 to fade

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Hold It Down

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