being youre slave I only want an eightball darling now I only want a phonecall Charlie now Hold'em down, Charlie now Get what you can get And now you've made it Hold'em down
Vertaling: Backyard Babies. Hold 'em Down.
of being youre slave I only want an eightball darling now I only want a phonecall Charlie now Hold'em down, Charlie now Get what you can get And now you've made it Hold'em down
a lot Puttin down with rap-a-lot You'll die, can't fuck with us So when you say it, you'll a lie You'll try and get shut down From texas all the way
shawty [I-20] Do I make you horny baby? If you need it, I can eat, 'fore you skeet it Stop it you should warn me baby Pussies get swollen, I'm rolling holding
20] Do I make you horny baby? If you need it, I can eat, 'fore you skeet it Stop it you should warn me baby Pussies get swollen, I'm rolling holding
) I don't get on stage and waste your time Niggaz got a lot to say but they just can't rhyme They just babies, I snatch em out they incubators Attach
time for my trill trill reppin' the block The real soldiers on the frontline is keepin' it cocked They hold it down for they hood, throw it up, let 'em
Now holler because these Impalas got extreme makeovers Couches covered in plastic, babies all in the street now Wear the wrong color and catch a Rodney King beat down
just love her spirit Blind, deaf or crazy it's money over bitches Now everybody that I know get that money baby And we ain't worryin' 'bout them hoes get that money baby
feels good, baby What you say this was again? Don't worry about it, just relax Come here, let me lick [Incomprehensible] It's gonna cost you I got all of it, baby
me Kurupt Ridin' down the blocks I'ma tell you how I grew up I was always in the mix, too young for sticks Ty, tell 'em 'bout that Watts experience
start My love [Verse 4: Young Buck] I can see from the green light you ready to go You know I slowed down once but I won't no mo' Baby girl hold on,
niggaz reppin the block The real soldiers on the frontline is keeping it cocked They hold it down for they hood, throw it up, let 'em see it So they can
But we'dt luv dem Woes You know I be Doggin Doggin doggin doggin I met a bad yellow bitch in new Orleans she always call me babi But no I'm not ha babi
These niggas wanna cook down they clothes, they close down the bakery So stop stuntin homie, false promotin It aint about what you make Its about what you told em
zero with the ten in front, so what you want? How much of it and where, I'll bring it to you fair My brothers throughout Tab [?] call me Fly Care [?] Pretty babies call me baby
