Текст (слова) песни: Cormega - Hold His Own

[Cormega]
Yo, yo
What, what
Wanna bounce?
Come on, come on
What, what
Bounce, bounce
Check it out y`all

Yo, you see the Benz I`m in, with BBS rims
Playing Lil` Kim`s part off The Benjamins
I ain`t a player, I just wear Tims
No need for gators, my feet can`t swim
I`m in Reno, Nevada, sippin` a pena colada
How many niggas can see Montanna?
This movie`s killin` and budgin`
Women love me in polo jeans and rugbys
You can hate it or love it, imiatate it or dub it
Compared to us, niggas ain`t nuttin`
It`s funny how niggas get paid for frontin`
Glorifying crimes, and they ain`t done `em
My rhymes`ll split `em like pimpin`, Dom P sippin`
I`m not a baller, haven`t even lived it
Women callin`, since my days in the crib crawlin`
I plan to live enormous
I live nike dunks, icey chunks
A fly wifey I can trust
Not that she gon` wanna hesit me for re-up
I might be, Iron Mike if you try to entice me
I say this politely, tell it to a friend
Hard from the start, get money to the end
What up with Cormega? Did you see him?
Leanin` in the BM with the rim`s gleamin`

[Chorus - Carl Thomas]
Mega gonna hold his own
He always knew he could do it alone
And when he rhymes
Everybody`s gonna know

[Cormega]
Yo, I write rhymes for the flyest whips, finest chicks
And any rappin` nigga that thinks he`s as nice as this
See me chillin` in clubs with women and thugs
Whoever wanna test this, we fill `em with slugs
My jewlery gliestenin`, rhymes usually sickenin`
Game like Fab 5 at Michigan, you listening?
Pimps, I bust `em, niggas, don`t trust `em
Snitches, don`t want `em in my shit
We in a tunnel, buyin` mo` by the bundle
You know when we come through, get it right
But dead? right, techs spit nice
I know where you read my man was jessying your wife
I suggest you chill unless you ill enough to test the skill
That I possess niggas, for real
I`m the last of the mohecans, rhyme ill flow lethal
Due to magazines, there`s no equal
No sequel to my flow evil, deletin` your people
We through seein` time, you`re see-through
Nas off the meter, rhyme for the Beamers
Roll wit` overacheivers, my people, my people from madenas
Where you at dime-peices, fly features?
Lookin` so right my man is dying to meet ya
I know your baby dad just buying you sneakers
But I`m a keep it real, I ain`t cheap
Check it out

[Chorus]

[Cormega]
Yo, to the haters, lovers, thug baby mommys
Walk around me tryin` to play stuck-up
See me in a ride and wanna say "what`s up?"
I put my foot and the gas and tell they ass "tough luck"
I don`t start beef, I finish it
My enemies hearts diminishin`
Before a rapper had dough, you didn`t
You a pathetic nigga, first it was Biggie and Pac
Now you jealous of Jigga
You like a breast implant, fake on the inside
You nice, let`s battle for dough Mr. Big-Time
On Hot 97, or live at Envy`s
I can ass-bend you and still leave with 10 g`s
Too real for you, what you dream I live and breath
Whoever wanna intervene, come on, get your team
And I`m a show you who the illest
`Cause everybody know who the realest
Now feel it

[Chorus]

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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: Cormega - Hold His Own [Cormega] Yo, yo What, what Wanna bounce? Come on, come on What, what Bounce, bounce Check it out y`all Yo, you see the Benz I`m in, with BBS rims Playing Lil` Kim`s part off The Benjamins I ain`t a player, I just wear Tims No need for gators, my feet can`t swim I`m in Reno, Nevada, sippin` a pena colada How many niggas can see Montanna? This movie`s killin` and budgin` Women love me in polo jeans and rugbys You can hate it or love it, imiatate it or dub it Compared to us, niggas ain`t nuttin` It`s funny how niggas get paid for frontin` Glorifying crimes, and they ain`t done `em My rhymes`ll split `em like pimpin`, Dom P sippin` I`m not a baller, haven`t even lived it Women callin`, since my days in the crib crawlin` I plan to live enormous I live nike dunks, icey chunks A fly wifey I can trust Not that she gon` wanna hesit me for re-up I might be, Iron Mike if you try to entice me I say this politely, tell it to a friend Hard from the start, get money to the end What up with Cormega? Did you see him? Leanin` in the BM with the rim`s gleamin` [Chorus - Carl Thomas] Mega gonna hold his own He always knew he could do it alone And when he rhymes Everybody`s gonna know [Cormega] Yo, I write rhymes for the flyest whips, finest chicks And any rappin` nigga that thinks he`s as nice as this See me chillin` in clubs with women and thugs Whoever wanna test this, we fill `em with slugs My jewlery gliestenin`, rhymes usually sickenin` Game like Fab 5 at Michigan, you listening? Pimps, I bust `em, niggas, don`t trust `em Snitches, don`t want `em in my shit We in a tunnel, buyin` mo` by the bundle You know when we come through, get it right But dead? right, techs spit nice I know where you read my man was jessying your wife I suggest you chill unless you ill enough to test the skill That I possess niggas, for real I`m the last of the mohecans, rhyme ill flow lethal Due to magazines, there`s no equal No sequel to my flow evil, deletin` your people We through seein` time, you`re see-through Nas off the meter, rhyme for the Beamers Roll wit` overacheivers, my people, my people from madenas Where you at dime-peices, fly features? Lookin` so right my man is dying to meet ya I know your baby dad just buying you sneakers But I`m a keep it real, I ain`t cheap Check it out [Chorus] [Cormega] Yo, to the haters, lovers, thug baby mommys Walk around me tryin` to play stuck-up See me in a ride and wanna say "what`s up?" I put my foot and the gas and tell they ass "tough luck" I don`t start beef, I finish it My enemies hearts diminishin` Before a rapper had dough, you didn`t You a pathetic nigga, first it was Biggie and Pac Now you jealous of Jigga You like a breast implant, fake on the inside You nice, let`s battle for dough Mr. Big-Time On Hot 97, or live at Envy`s I can ass-bend you and still leave with 10 g`s Too real for you, what you dream I live and breath Whoever wanna intervene, come on, get your team And I`m a show you who the illest `Cause everybody know who the realest Now feel it [Chorus] Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Hold His Own: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/102/1/21951.html Все тексты песен: Cormega » Cormega - I`m Built For This » Cormega - Verbal Graffiti » Cormega - Testament (Original Version) » Cormega - Extreme Wit 16 » Cormega - You Don`t Want It » Cormega - Killaz Theme II (Bonus Track) » Cormega - Hold His Own » Cormega - Testament » Cormega - Fallen Soldiers (Remix) » Cormega - Take Mine » Cormega - Introspective » Cormega - The True Meaning » Cormega - Beautiful Mind » Cormega - Take Mine » Cormega - Beautiful Mind » Cormega - Rap`s a Hustle » Cormega - One Love » Cormega - On the Real » Cormega - Killaz Theme » Cormega - You Don`t Want It Рекомендуем скачать: » Михаил Щербаков - Прощальная » Марина Яковлева - Я уеду » Михаил Круг - Ништяк, Браток! » Машина Времени - Однажды мир прогнется под нас » Михаил Каплунов - ИППОДРОМ » Михаил Круг - Ни слова о любви » Михаил Круг - В лазурном 4 » Михаил Щербаков - Прощальная » Максим Дунаевский - Вакханалия азарта » Михаил Анчаров - Слово товарищ » Михаил Сипер - На песке пишу имена... » Моральный Кодекс - В ожидании чуда » Михаил Басаев - Прошу, ты улыбнись глазами мне... » Мистер Твистер - Вечер рок-н-ролла » Мария Фаликман - Sofia-99 » Машина Времени - Реки и мосты » Михаил Щербаков - Призвав решительность и сторогость... » Михаил Круг - Владимирский централ » Мистер Твистер - Рок-н-ролл » Михаил Круг - Добрая, глупая, давняя
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