Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Holdin' It Down, artist - Fredro Starr.
Date of issue: 24.12.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Holdin' It Down |
Holding down, and you don’t stop |
Time is money so I stay late |
Holding it down, for life… I represent for |
Holding it, Time is money so I stay late |
Holding it, Rhymes cleverly wrote |
Uh-uh |
Damn, they done killed Osama |
Next thing you know they gon smoke Obama |
I’m alive nigga, living to the fullest yo |
Raised by the gun, probably die by the bullet though |
I’m loyal, don’t know what I do for joke |
Shit… The same thing I do for dope |
Die with em, ride with em, no questions asked |
Just hand me my weapon and mask |
Makes a lot befor I leave my house so I’m blessed |
And prepared, part of my best |
Sleep with one eye open, hand on my hammer |
I only watch hands nigga, move I’ll blame ya |
The worst cross is a double cross |
So I maintain focus, salute my soldiers |
A hundred man, Lieutenant in this bitch |
Damn nigga act crazy, I kill em in this bitch |
And hey we fucking up the hood like the 86 crack invasion |
Heard they giving out free joints for tax evasion |
Get a Mack truck crash up ya bulletproof car |
You tattoos cover up you few good scars |
I wake up, a dead body on the front lawn |
I’m on the road getting money, on my lawn |
This you get mandatory in New York for a gun charge |
Thieves on alert, gotta watch for the gun squad |
Coolie yo man is getting through hot shit |
Key to the schoolio, with the true Glock |
They threw shots in his Escalade |
They didn’t kill him, only thing his bitch breast got grazed |
The greatest nation is the donation |
I’m in the Porsche with my nigga Pave, fresh offa probation |
Mad money nigga knows what up |
While you blowing up the stage, we blow your turquois up |