N.o.r.e. - Hold Me Down lyrics

Chorus 2X: Noreaga {Final Chapter} Yo hold me down n***a {scared face to face with life} Yo hold me down n***a {trying to eat in these streets is trife} Just hold me down n***a {f** a b**h, make ya beef ya wife 'n these fiend for the cream til they team is tight} {Noreaga} Yo at Miami, at the Rolex, the strip bar club Even at Cocos, the strip bar club Sometimes at Medallions, the strip bar club Always with dubs, 5 and 10's, cappin battles of Don For the crazy, spend my cash But you know I never pay for the head and a** Were my n***as at? gettin lap dances Smiles on they face, feel good my n***as be laced Used to be on the block, just sellin they rocks Now they chillin with me gettin legal knots Double L techs, ain't n***a be Vex Rockin ice burn, never too good to wear Guess Makin it happen, seein my n***as makin it rappin While ya n***as be broke and ya never be laughin We on jet ski's and scooters, private jets Don't you know we still have our ties to the projects Chorus 2X {Noreaga} Every n***a that you talk to, ain't ya man And every n***a that you hang with, ain't ya fam See a snake like a mile away, n***as say I'm weak now And I ain't even hungry So listen up, yo this is what I gotta say I still hungry yo I eat like twice a day But ya can s** my dick like Mart LeMay Cool and honest, now a n***a really be arogent My n***a Outlaw who used to live up in Faragent We got n***as from all around the world We even got hoes now, better ask ya girl We can drink with weed, I'll make ya hurl Straight twisted, with hydro and how ya be lifted I told you to hit it light, before ya hit it But you ain't listen so ya a** is corse But you can't hang with me cuz ya a** is soft Chorus 2X {Noreaga} Aiyo one's for the money, two's for the b**hes that s** dick Three is for pops and sh**, Rest in Peace Mambo Yo I love you daddy Soon as 'Pone came home, yo he cop the Caddie Tell Bob My Weave, we doin are thing And we got like a whole lotta money to bring Do are thing with the bent, plus we grown as men Feedin like 15 n***as, that's next to kin Sprung n***as out the hood with us Yo when we do shows, we still got the hood with us I know you love that, see us on stage, all drunk, with a thug hat Mic check, so much henny moet That's BK on the wheels, cuttin up the steels The n***as bring gats still, just to keep a rep So don't disrespect, ya won't see the tech Mano-a-mano, probaly see ya n***as tomorrow Chorus 3X