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Yeah, we gotta hold down the fort
We gotta hold down the block
We gotta hold down the fort
We gotta hold down the fort, check it
Nineteen-ninety-motherfkin-three right?
What's YOUR new year's resolution motherfker?
Check this out
We gotta hold down the block
Word is bond kid, uhh, aight
Prodigy
Beef on the block, who is he?
Set it Dunn, me and my automatic likes to get busy
Ghetto representer, there ain't no motherfker better
While you be catchin feelings like a love letter
I gotta hold down my fort and won't lose
nigg* die, because I got the tec 9 blues
Bulletproof Polo, I'm goin out solo
Whoever wanna come better step like they know cuz
I'ma survive, more rougher than a certified
Around the way, parlay and get high
My mega blast'll last in days to pass
shoot, too fast, to pull out your gun last
That's why I like to spark first, and shoot your
b*tch-ass down your next ride'll be a fkin hearse
Cause little don't die son
Half-step and get that as* lit up like a flare gun
Cops they want static, whatever they can have it
My name is Prodigy and I'm known to cause havoc
And when I flip I be on some ill s**t
I walk the street, like a real super trooper
The block s**t proper, who once got had
Mad beef with the dread who sold me that dirt bag
Mad props to the bad little in the neighborhood
Long live the short, gotta hold down the fort
Gotta hold down the fort
GOTTA HOLD DOWN THE FORT
We gotta hold down the fort
YOU GOTTA HOLD DOWN THE FORT
We gotta hold down the fort
YOU GOTTA HOLD DOWN THE FORT
So hold me down son (YEAH)
Hold me down (YEAH YEAH)
Havoc
Yeah how we go son, pull out the motherfkin M1
Straight from the 'Bridge so you know where I'm from
The little, project nigg*, I gets no bigga
Yo, my crew is buck so motherfk how you figure
Step the fk back, nigg*, attack with the mack
Cause word is bond it's on
s**t is real around the way so sit back and take notes
Dead you on your coat, then cut your motherfkin throat
Takin life like a thief in the motherfkin night
While I write write, you bite bite bite
wanna step to my business
But I just parlay and sip on my Guinness
Cause I'm the ripper, Mr. Flip the Scripture
can't fk with the flow of a real lil nigg*
I wreck shop, in fact, get the mac, this is real
s**t is real, how the fk you figure, nigg* nil
So son hold me down while I pull out the glock
Gotta hold down the block, that's word to my pops
So once again it's on, light up the chalm
Time to drop the bomb, word is bond
We gotta hold down the block
HOLD DOWN THE BLOCK
We gotta hold down the block
WE GOTTA HOLD DOWN THE BLOCK
Yo son he pumpin over here Dunn?
I know he ain't pumpin over here yo
Yo word is bond yo son peep he comin over let's bring it to him
What, what? What what what, what?
Who the fk are you?
Man fk that, what? *automatic spray*
HOLD DOWN THE BLOCK
Yeah whattup now? What what, what what?
Whattup now?
HOLD DOWN THE BLOCK
Prodigy
To all the that's live or real
You gotta hold down your block, c*ck back the glock
fk the cops, cause your neighborhood ch*res
If they beef, make em bleed on the project floors
I get my kicks from loadin up gun clips
Don't fk with suburb chicks, I need a gangsta b*tch
Don't need a crew, I can bust you down solo fast
And after that, dip into the weed stash
I'm quick to blast, enemies won't last the fate
I kill em fast so they can't retaliate
Cause when I'm not alive who'd takes my place
to hold down the fort, we move on
My man got my back
I'm ready to go at anybody, who think they John Gotti
Peace to Manny C, good lookin out B
I'm Hellbound, got my block locked down
We gotta pull out the glock
GOTTA PULL OUT THE GLOCK
We gotta pull out the glock
WE GOTTA PULL OUT THE GLOCK
We gotta pull out the glock
WE GOTTA PULL OUT THE GLOCK
We gotta pull out the glock
WE GOTTA PULL OUT THE GLOCK
We gotta pull out the glock
WE GOTTA PULL OUT THE GLOCK
We gotta pull out the glock
WE GOTTA PULL OUT THE GLOCK
We gotta pull out the glock
WE GOTTA PULL OUT THE GLOCK
We gotta pull out the glock
WE GOTTA PULL OUT THE GLOCK
Check it, yeah
Call that nigg*