Hold Down The Fort Lyrics by Mobb Deep

Hold Down The Fort Lyrics

    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-motherfuckin-three right?
    What's your new year's resolution motherfucker?
    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 motherfucker better
    While you be catchin feelings like a love letter
    I gotta hold down my fort and won't lose
    Nigga 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
    Niggaz shoot, too fast, to pull out your gun last
    That's why i like to spark first, and shoot your
    Bitch-ass down your next ride'll be a fuckin hearse
    Cause little niggaz don't die son
    Half-step and get that ass 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 shit
    I walk the street, like a real super trooper
    The block shit proper, who once got had
    Mad beef with the dread who sold me that dirt bag
    Mad props to the bad little niggaz 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 motherfuckin m1
    Straight from the 'bridge so you know where i'm from
    The little, project nigga, i gets no bigga
    Yo, my crew is buck so motherfuck how you figure
    Step the fuck back, nigga, attack with the mack
    Cause word is bond it's on
    Shit is real around the way so sit back and take notes
    Dead you on your coat, then cut your motherfuckin throat
    Takin life like a thief in the motherfuckin night
    While i write write, you bite bite bite
    Niggaz wanna step to my business
    But i just parlay and sip on my guinness
    Cause i'm the ripper, mr. flip the scripture
    Niggaz can't fuck with the flow of a real lil nigga
    I wreck shop, in fact, get the mac, this is real
    Shit is real, how the fuck you figure, nigga 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 fuck are you?
    Man fuck 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 niggaz that's live or real
    You gotta hold down your block, cock back the glock
    Fuck the cops, cause your neighborhood chores
    If they beef, make em bleed on the project floors
    I get my kicks from loadin up gun clips
    Don't fuck with suburb chicks, i need a gangsta bitch
    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 nigga

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