Текст (слова) песни: Cocoa Brovaz - Hold It Down

[Steele]
Hold me down, I`m movin on the enemy now
For a cause, and he cause ya exort at war
I swore to be dedicated, always elevatin, meditatin
Bout the soldiers who couldn`t make it
Take shit forever, that`s my position, part of my condition
Is to long live the tradition of the stick n move
Get ya tools ready for construction
We prepare to build or destroy somethin
Brooklyn born, I be Steele on the real
And I feel like gettin it on, yo son what`s the deal?
For some reason, niggas be fiendin
And when niggas be fiendin, they be quick to commit treason
But I keep breathin through, though the season do
Be seemin to get alot more hot than usual
So, who can I confide in, who can I trust to bust when I`m ridin
I don`t need no last minute surprises
From those who pose as friends but they be lyin
I keep my eye on the snitch that`s spyin
Plottin to brake down my whole enterprises
Some niggas soft but some niggas define shit
True soldier ready for war, so don`t try shit
Why you get critical, cuz the spots held down by the general

[Chorus 2X]
There`s only a few that could ride wit me
There`s only a few that could ride for free
I hold my weight plus yours, when you can`t hold ya own
Cuz I know you do the same for me, so hold me down

[Tek]
Every clique got a soft nigga in it, believe me
That potray a kid he saw on the streets or in the movies
Tryin to do the same he seen on the screen
Got his big guns, Timbs, hoody and his jeans
Talk the fast talk but there`s a pause in this walk
Rock his jewels, truck and he still eat pork
He get his little hustle on, he run with his major team
Crazy ass dread from Jamaica, Queens
Ain`t never seen war up in his face before
Get his news from the barber shop/beeper store
But if you let him tell it, he`s the last man standing
Talkin bout son, I held it down wit the cannon
Should of seen the way that I was blazin at the cats
Twist of the wrist, while I was pattin one back
Like that kid did to Menace, when he had the four pound
You know it`s only right, I had to hold the fort down

[Storm]
Blazin wit ya friends, when we ridin
There`s no suprisin, it`s all good
Takin chances, in the cut every day
Tryin to big up, tryin to big up wit my master plan

[Chorus 2X]

[Steele]
As a youth I would sit up in my room and dream
One day I became wit a ruthless teen
Little did I know that every step I took
Had already been signed and sealed in some books
So I took a look at what I got to work wit of course
And if granted by the source move on wit full force
What choice to choose, if I sin will I use
Sittin wit the reverend in my county blues

[Tek]
To which ever form you base your religion on
Live by the scriptures of the Bible or Karan
Don`t burn bridges if you plan to make riches
The ones that you least expect to be the worst snitches
For a dollar, a nigga screamin holla out
Ya secret whereabouts, so they can come and air ya out
And took the throne, down the shoot dead and gone
The struggle goes on, so hold down ya dome

[Chorus 2X]

Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям:

Прямая ссылка на текст песни Hold It Down:
http://musworld.ru/music/eng/102/1/21833.html


Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Cocoa Brovaz - Hold It Down [Steele] Hold me down, I`m movin on the enemy now For a cause, and he cause ya exort at war I swore to be dedicated, always elevatin, meditatin Bout the soldiers who couldn`t make it Take shit forever, that`s my position, part of my condition Is to long live the tradition of the stick n move Get ya tools ready for construction We prepare to build or destroy somethin Brooklyn born, I be Steele on the real And I feel like gettin it on, yo son what`s the deal? For some reason, niggas be fiendin And when niggas be fiendin, they be quick to commit treason But I keep breathin through, though the season do Be seemin to get alot more hot than usual So, who can I confide in, who can I trust to bust when I`m ridin I don`t need no last minute surprises From those who pose as friends but they be lyin I keep my eye on the snitch that`s spyin Plottin to brake down my whole enterprises Some niggas soft but some niggas define shit True soldier ready for war, so don`t try shit Why you get critical, cuz the spots held down by the general [Chorus 2X] There`s only a few that could ride wit me There`s only a few that could ride for free I hold my weight plus yours, when you can`t hold ya own Cuz I know you do the same for me, so hold me down [Tek] Every clique got a soft nigga in it, believe me That potray a kid he saw on the streets or in the movies Tryin to do the same he seen on the screen Got his big guns, Timbs, hoody and his jeans Talk the fast talk but there`s a pause in this walk Rock his jewels, truck and he still eat pork He get his little hustle on, he run with his major team Crazy ass dread from Jamaica, Queens Ain`t never seen war up in his face before Get his news from the barber shop/beeper store But if you let him tell it, he`s the last man standing Talkin bout son, I held it down wit the cannon Should of seen the way that I was blazin at the cats Twist of the wrist, while I was pattin one back Like that kid did to Menace, when he had the four pound You know it`s only right, I had to hold the fort down [Storm] Blazin wit ya friends, when we ridin There`s no suprisin, it`s all good Takin chances, in the cut every day Tryin to big up, tryin to big up wit my master plan [Chorus 2X] [Steele] As a youth I would sit up in my room and dream One day I became wit a ruthless teen Little did I know that every step I took Had already been signed and sealed in some books So I took a look at what I got to work wit of course And if granted by the source move on wit full force What choice to choose, if I sin will I use Sittin wit the reverend in my county blues [Tek] To which ever form you base your religion on Live by the scriptures of the Bible or Karan Don`t burn bridges if you plan to make riches The ones that you least expect to be the worst snitches For a dollar, a nigga screamin holla out Ya secret whereabouts, so they can come and air ya out And took the throne, down the shoot dead and gone The struggle goes on, so hold down ya dome [Chorus 2X] Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Hold It Down: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/102/1/21833.html Все тексты песен: Cocoa Brovaz » Cocoa Brovaz - Off The Wall » Cocoa Brovaz - Duck Down Presents » Cocoa Brovaz - Bucktown USA » Cocoa Brovaz - Bucktown Usa » Cocoa Brovaz - Game of Life » Cocoa Brovaz - Spanish Harlem » Cocoa Brovaz - Memorial » Cocoa Brovaz - Black Trump » Cocoa Brovaz - Get Up » Cocoa Brovaz - Still Standin Strong » Cocoa Brovaz - Still Standin Strong » Cocoa Brovaz - Won On Won » Cocoa Brovaz - Myah Angelow » Cocoa Brovaz - Lyricist Lounge * Volume 2 » Cocoa Brovaz - Won on Won » Cocoa Brovaz - Won On Won » Cocoa Brovaz - Dry Snitch » Cocoa Brovaz - Off The Wall » Cocoa Brovaz - Blown Away » Cocoa Brovaz - Myah Angelow Рекомендуем скачать: » Несчастный Случай, Алексей Кортнев - Столбы » Натали - Сегоднячко » Непара - Её звали Америка » Николай Старченков - Апрель » Н.Королева - Сиреневый рай » Н.Трубач - Ты не верь » Николай Алексеев - Прости безумие поэту... » Никита - Дай мне любви » На-На - Белый пароход » Настя Полева - Том Сойер » Н.Ветлицкая - Молоко » Новелла Матвеева - Настроение » Николай Шошанни - РАЗМЫШЛЯЯ О СЧАСТЬЕ » Н.Королева - Первый поцелуй » Настя Полева - Хороводная » Новелла Матвеева - Предсказание Эгля » Ногу Свело! - Колыбельная » Николай Щедрин - Маскарад » Новелла Матвеева - Зеленый дождь » Николай Мышев - Где твоя счастливая звезда...
© 2007-2025 «MusWorld.ru»