Holdin' Fort (Remix)

Oh, oh, hell yeah
Ahh, party rock, yeah
(Alright, we don't want any problems here, y'all just break it up)
Just say what? (Just say, just say)
I ain't goin' nowhere, I ain't goin' nowhere
Fuck that, we havin' fun
Ain't nobody doin' nothin', ain't nobody doin' nothin'

From stank booties, with cooties
The finest head is hoochie's
Bunta, change your name from Kunta
Still wouldn't do that shit, that you say, who play
With that hoopla, hooray, who say? What? Who try?
You lie, where you try you want to see your whole damn crew fry
The moral of the story, niggas handling it
Crooked cops wanna run us out but we ain't abandoning shit
'Cause we from 1-1-8, with a slum of crazy
Niggas wit sawn offs, tre-8's, plus nine millimeters, wait

You don't wanna start a riot
'Cause they won't jack shit, get quiet 'til half the fucking force is fired
Done 'em boys, now them unemployed
See them on Orange Street looking to get dope, looking to get broke, fiending in corduroy
Boy, the son of Tory, a tray, a pot hole, that hot hole
She play that model like a throttle to waddle a bottle
Stop that, crooked cop shit is the topic
We're coming, fuck a summons, so long as Illtown rocks it, you can't stop it

Now who's these motherfuckers in our neighborhood?
Just pound the sound, don't worry now, 'cause they found Illtown
Now who's these motherfuckers in our neighborhood?
Just pound the sound, don't worry now, don't worry now

To bad if you're agile, knee check, fragile, eject, reject
What's left of your respect? A bag of shit, did you see yet?
I'll G it like Vietnam bomb, so be it
Even freak it from the deepest to weakest, even beat walkers beat it
Body breaker from the bricks bank and booty bumper, who knew, boo
Hoo, scary like voodoo, strictly Illtown and Zoo crew
The party can't quit, it's been plan, bought cop's hunt and man's sport
They scam sports while Illtown and Newark stand fort

We don't wrestle and fools don't disrespect us
They don't want to get pulled inside-out from their assholes and lassoed
We just break down and boogie-oogie-oogie
A shoutout to Ski, Steve Pedro, Gutta and Mookie
We're on a mission to keep our people hoppin' and hippin', instead of trippin'
Even if the city won't give us permission
Listen now, party's more butter now, better not fuck around and try to shut us down
We'll find out who run this town

Now who's these motherfuckers in our neighborhood?
Just pound the sound, don't worry now, 'cause they found Illtown
Now who's these motherfuckers in our neighborhood?
Just pound the sound, pound the sound

The sound, the sound, I found the sound, a pound around
Around a pound of pound of some shit quick to break it down
Because the boom-ta-bat-boom-boom makes me want to zoom, zoom
In ya poom-poom, break fool across the room soon
As we zoom, pass, one tellin' me, chillin's a felony
Jokers play like poker, now out comes the jealousy
Apparently I am politically overpowered, they can't touch this
We'll party no quest', protest show just the slums corruptest

So pump this, bump this, pump this if you want this
But funk that, funk them, funk this if they front with
That same ol' jibber jabber yap, flapping groupie crew
Etcetera etcetera, ya gotta move the same ol' woopty woo
You ain't even gotta fill me in, ya better me kill then
'Cause we straight holdin fort like them Indians
You talk that I'll lock you up for loitering
You'll hit the border then, then you won't be policin' you'll be borderin'

Now who's these motherfuckers in our neighborhood?
Just pound the sound, don't worry now, 'cause they found Illtown
Now who's these motherfuckers in our neighborhood?
Just pound the sound, don't worry now, don't worry now
Who's these motherfuckers in our neighborhood?
Just pound the sound, don't worry now, 'cause they found Illtown
Now who's these motherfuckers in our neighborhood?
Just pound the sound, pound the sound

Now who's these motherfuckers in our neighborhood?
Just pound the sound, don't worry now, 'cause they found Illtown
Now who's these motherfuckers in our neighborhood?
Just pound the sound, don't worry now, don't worry now
Who's these motherfuckers in our neighborhood?
Just pound the sound, don't worry now, 'cause they found Illtown
Now who's these motherfuckers in our neighborhood?
Just pound the sound, pound the sound



Credits
Writer(s): Keir Gist, Anthony Shawn Criss, Vincent E. Brown
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