on trying, You can never hold me down (you hold me) You can never hold me (you can't hold me) You can never hold me down (you can't me) C, C, Can't me
1. This is dope boy music, Dream we let them sing like that little nigga Dream No Auto-tune I'm tunning out the burrough Flying ya borough, (Red) Camaro I had 'em shook coach on Reggie Bush With that 4-5 coat hanger, bang em and let me I used to get my ass for listenin to spice 1 On the court, point, fade away, nice one same court where the get they white from till the night come crouch down low, with a full of money dice in my white 1's roll seven of the night on my white 1's I had a jumper, plus I was Moms and pops was both any drama I will slump 'em How the fuck you think I got the Game Same way them Lakers got all of fucking rings
Hustling Championship Hustling Metaphor king (Hustling) My worked the grave yard Shift She was bustin it while I at straight Hustlin
2. I had 2 brothers niggas didn't fuck 'em They was like, that's our little brother fuck with him They shot 'em both so, I was fuck it then Called up the hommies im ready, jump me in Hopped in the G Ride, same one the be in I'm bout to do these niggas worse then And I hopping out the car like Trey did I'm turnin off the lights and up like "Say Kid"
Hustlin ring Metaphor street king Hustlin Drop top swing Hustlin,
3. It was a Day in 1996 Fav bar Reasonable Over Before that day, we aint know about hova He was talking Cristall, and 4.6 But all we knew 5.0's and Toyota's So, We took Y'alls swag y'all our rags The way I see it, it's a exchange why you Mad Son, Jay was one of my teachers Bumpin Roc-A-Fella but, get a feature Was like, Being and couldn't get a beeper sales cuz the onions still stuck in my sneaker to Streetsweeper, Dodgin the Reaper, Hit My block 8 o'clock I'll make you a believer We was movin white kid, the Justin Us and shelters no different we both feed 'em Playing John Madden smoking all my nigga up with my feet up, Waiting for the Re-Up
on trying, You can never me down You can never hold me down (you hold me) You can never hold me (you can't hold me) C, C, hold me (x2)
4. How I 10 million and stay hood, somebody holla at me If I go to jail you nigga aint gone throw a at me my nigga frog, threw his impala at me Like when I was in the bay and 40 popped his at me That's why when I come through, She like Halle Berry I'm in this Game by myself, now and then, you my see me with a couple friends Same ones that was right there, I had a couple ends No Benz, No Fuckin , Just a Couch, So Yo Fuckin Mouth, I zip it up, Say Fuck Rap Fuck Interscope, Take my and rip it up Bad Boy Like BIG and The Giant sleep cuz niggas steady tryina dig him up And you Mother Fuckers waitin on Toronto I'm in the hood Pancho Stacking Rajon
Hustlin rings Metaphor street king (Hustling)And while you Mother waitin on Toronto I'm in the hood Pancho Rajon Rondo
on trying, You can hold me down You can hold me down (you can't hold me) You can never hold me down (you can't me) C, C, Can't me
on trying, You can hold me down You can hold me down (Naw, you can't hold me) You can never me down (Uh-Uh, you can't hold me) C, C, Can't me