Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hold It Down , by - Das EFX. Release date: 31.12.1969
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Hold It Down |
| Yeah yeah, aaah, diggy Das nigga, diggy Das what what? |
| Yeah what? |
| Intro/Chorus: |
| Got ta hold it down |
| Hold it down, nigga keep it on lock |
| Hold it down, nigga yeah, nigga keep it on lock |
| Verse 1: Dray, Skoob |
| I be the man droppin the slang on your premises |
| We the menaces, clanging rappers like they’re Genesis |
| Now what the hell is this I heard you wanna see this |
| Ya best believe this kid, I got more rhymes than Run got Adidas |
| You can’t defeat us so just back up off the metaphor |
| The Boogie Banger tell me what the hell’s the art for? |
| Yiggity yeah |
| The sooky-sooky, bringin it from the sewer it’s the Boogie Bang |
| Use to kick the rookie slang, critics wonder Could he hang? |
| Drop my first joint and made the whole world flip |
| Next trip, critics that wasn’t wit it popped lip (like what?) |
| Nigga eat dat and nigga eat dis |
| but fuck, nigga need that, get off my nigga, eject |
| Verse 2: Skoob, Dray |
| riggity mic, my target’s the underground market |
| I be the rapper and chief, the editor etcetera |
| The miggity mad dred night predator |
| Cos all the time, nigga’s be frontin in their rhymes |
| claimin to represent the bastards, missin classes, doin time |
| But when I come thru they be like Oooh look, the Man! |
| Shakin niggas down like the earth shook Japan |
| Well all I need is my 40, some Buda and my Timbs |
| my biggity black benz with them 19 inch rims |
| I gotta maintain and at the same time I watch my ass |
| the cash, cos any fuckin day could be your last |
| I took a breather now we snipin off the roof |
| We back up in the booth and gettin busy off the 100 proof |
| of Vodka, I rock a rhyme just for the thrill of it Cos when I’m spillin it I’m fillin it, check how I’m killin it Verse 3: Dray, Skoob |
| But a’time I write a rhyme I takes some time to make it rougher |
| So suffer, y’know it’s me the nicotine puffer |
| I miggity made this for the snitches, cos for the riches |
| we never changing faces like them two singin bitches |
| So hold it down for '95 or youse a goner |
| Big up to all my peoples on corner puffin marijuana |
| I briggity break the dame, we roll the game |
| In '92 wit my crew, ain’t a thing changed |
| but the styles, the miles on the jeep, the beamer |
| the drawers on my ass, the erb grass got greener |
| My knocker plus be droppin the skills off the top a the dome for my peoples in the sewer, yo I got ta… |
| Outro: Dray |
| Hold it down, keep it on lock |
| My nigga Mo Bee wit the real hip-hop |
| (Got ta hold it down) |
| Hold it down, keep it on lock |
| Diggity Das EFX wit the real hip-hop |
| Hold it down, keep it on lock |
| The young and the restless, word we don’t stop |
| Hold it down, keep it on lock |
| My nigga PMD wit the real hip-hop (Hit Squad) |
| Hold it down, keep it on lock |
| My nigga DJ Scratch wit the real hip-hop |
| Hold it down, keep it on lock |