Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hold It Down Pt. 2, artist - C-NoteDate of issue: 31.12.2002
Song language: English
Hold It Down Pt. 2 |
| Hold it down, hold it down |
| We still hold it down |
| The South, still hold it dooown |
| I still hold the shit down, till you come back home |
| As soon as you touch down, you’ll be strapped with the chrome |
| Then it’s back to the zone, tell them haters it’s on |
| And if them boys wanna plex, put a strap to they dome |
| I’ma ride for my niggas, get high with my niggas |
| If niggas wanna die, then I’ll fly with my niggas |
| I’m still holding shit down, for Screwdoo |
| And I’m still holding shit down, for Pat too |
| And Gator, was my little fucking brother |
| Know I love him like no other, and there’ll never be another |
| And this song in the streets, be number one |
| Better move bitch, look out here we come |
| And I represent the South, and everytime that I talk |
| Diamonds blinging in my mouth, diamonds blinging in my mouth |
| And I’m riding on Jordans, when I’m through the town |
| C-Note and Big T, we still hold it down |
| The South, we still hold it down |
| Control the town, with white, tan, yellow or brown |
| The best around, man we’ll shut shit town |
| Lyrically clown, and now y’all trying to steal our sound |
| The king’s in crown, at home but we’re here to stay |
| Better do what Luda say, and get the fuck out our way |
| I miss Pat and K, and for them I pray |
| And I still hold it down, for D.E.A |
| H-A-dub-K, I have a lot to say |
| With no delay, I’ma represent where I stay |
| Raised in the Tre, then moved to MLK |
| I’m a Dead End nigga, till I’m old and grey |
| Nigga Southside, South-Sa-Southside |
| Where some real niggas die, and some real niggas cry |
| Real niggas survive, and keep hope alive |
| And we gon strive, for the rest of our lives |
| Holding it down Southside, smoking a pound |
| Controlling it now, yeah we got the key to the city |
| Burning up corners, until them FED’s come get me |
| R.I.P., from Lil' Keke |
| Give it to me, got to get it nothing but love |
| C-Note and Cloverland, and that H-A-dub |
| Rolling it up ready to ride, do it with pride |
| This for my thug soldiers, and my niggas that died |
| Keeping it live keeping it cocked, turning the block |
| Holding the spot, this for my G’s on lock |
| Fire up the do', po' up the drank and think |
| How to take seven figgas, when I walk in the bank |
| This one off the chain, niggas shook when they look |
| At some Dirty 3rd gangstas, T singing the hook |