Hold It Down

Hold it down, hold it down
Tell my brudda, hold it down
All these haters lurking there
And they be sounding like some clowns
Hold it down, hold it down
My clip holding 40 rounds
Hold it down, for your fam
Hold it down, for your mans
Hold it down, hold it down
Tell my brudda, hold it down
All these haters lurking there
And they be sounding like some clowns
Hold it down, hold it down
My clip holding 40 rounds
Hold it down, for your fam
Hold it down, for your mans

Don't be worried bout the sound, clip go popping at the crowd
Everybody wanna laugh, till they end up running round
From my past, in the streets, to the opp thot in the sheets
Knowing that I levelled up, now I got the realer team
Now they call us the elites, cos they know
we back the beef
If it's really going down; then I'll bring the shiny blaww
Don't be calling me your mate, if you don't appreciate
What I'd do to try be great, be the greatest of the great
Yeah man fuck the disrespect, cos we unload at you next
Don't be thinking that you safe, bloody neck we can relate
No we ain't do no debate, yeah it's my way or no way
Being selfish man I know, this my time to take my throne

Hold it down, hold it down
Tell my brudda, hold it down
All these haters lurking there
And they be sounding like some clowns
Hold it down, hold it down
My clip holding 40 rounds
Hold it down, for your fam
Hold it down, for your mans
Hold it down, hold it down
Tell my brudda, hold it down
All these haters lurking there
And they be sounding like some clowns
Hold it down, hold it down
My clip holding 40 rounds
Hold it down, for your fam
Hold it down, for your mans

Oh your mad, oh your bad, don't be talking like a fag
Cos I know you'll talk to feds, you a dummy little youth
Don't be rocking with a prick, that be why I keep the stick
Cos it's Khade who take the blame, see the liars dem are gays
See the liars dem a curse, I'm gone make your necky squirt
With my bro in beemer, Benz, we do skrr upon the ends
Yeah we tapped but we alert, knowing everything you say
Bring the haters dem are broke, boy these haters man get poked
Man these opp boys think they know, they ain't knowing shit for sho
I got Broskis at the back, they be ready make that blow
In my mind I do the scheme, and the darkness coming keen
Rest in pieces all my opps, rest in peace to Lil Keed

Hold it down, hold it down
Tell my brudda, hold it down
All these haters lurking there
And they be sounding like some clowns
Hold it down, hold it down
My clip holding 40 rounds
Hold it down, for your fam
Hold it down, for your mans
Hold it down, hold it down
Tell my brudda, hold it down
All these haters lurking there
And they be sounding like some clowns
Hold it down, hold it down
My clip holding 40 rounds
Hold it down, for your fam
Hold it down, for your mans