Hold It Down – C Note – letras

[Hook: Big T]Hold it down, hold it downWe gon hold it down, we gon hold it dooooo-ownHold it down, hold it downWe gon hold it down, the South gon hold it dooooo-own[C-Note]I’ma hold this shit down, till you come back homeAs soon as you touch down, you’ll be sitting on chromeCome through in some’ing new, with them bubble eyesCause you know you kept it true, all through the nightI’ma take care of lil’ one, like one of my ownTell her daddy may be gone, but it ain’t for longThat’s why I made this song, for all my boys that be holdingCome through with the bang, knocking off side moldingThat’s just the way that we rolling, in nothing but Benzes and Lac’sAnd if I had to sell crack, you down to watch my backI’m going stack for stack, and going blow for blowPull up and pop the trunk, and let the neon glow[Hook][C-Note]I’ma hold it down for Gator, and the rest of my catsRest in peace Mafio, D.A. Toast and PatAlthough we living ghetto dreams, I wish I had you backI know I’m all about my green, but I’d give up my stacksI done traveled the world, with diamonds and girlsAnd I done seen how they act, when they sniffing that ferlTo all my homies in the world, feeling broke and fed upI got four words for ya, that’s keep ya head upCause one of these days, they gon have to learnThat each and every balla, got’s his turnAnd every city every ghetto, take a look and you’ll find usMan hold that weed down, cause the laws behind us[Hook][Lil’ 3rd]I’m gon hold it down, big Bentley I’m rolling nowMy paper stacks, stay swollen nowThis light green, that I’m blowing on3rd the Leprechaun, my finger frozen huh20 inch Lorenzo’s, what I’m rolling onOn my clover tattoo, I use petroleumThese Y2K artists, we folding emB.G. Gator, Head and Benz I smoke on dro for themAll this shit that I show, I let it go for themNigga pints two-liters, what I po’ for themB.G. 3-R-D, you gotta show for himTwenty five thousand, if you wanna show for him[Hook][Will-Lean]The Chemist, I’ma hold it downUs Botany big shots, we the chosen nowWe started from rock bottom, we done rosen nowPics and ad’s in the Source, got us posing nowRolex’s and Cardiers, got us shining nowTop billboard charts, we climbing nowC-Note put it down, got us rhyming nowIndependent status fool, ain’t no signing nowWe grinding now, a major can’t do shit for meDiamonds N’ Yo Face playa, was a hit to meI wouldn’t trade labels, for a BentleyA hundred thousand dollars treat, they just rent to meForeign cars, Botany bout to pimp these streetsAll these horns, sound like a fucking symphonyWas meant to be, like Screw we gon slow it downCloverland came up, so we gon hold it down[Hook – 2x]