Hold Down the Fort

Yeah, we gotta hold down the fort

We gotta hold down the block

We gotta hold down the fort

We gotta hold down the fort, check it

Nineteen-ninety-motherfuckin'-three right?

What's your new year's resolution motherfucker?

Check this out. We gotta hold down the block

Word is bond kid, uhh, aight

(Prodigy) Beef on the block, who is he?

Set it Dunn, me and my automatic likes to get busy

Ghetto representer, there ain't no motherfucker better

While you be catchin' feelings like a love letter

I gotta hold down my fort and won't lose

Nigga die, because I got the tec 9 blues

Bulletproof Polo, I'm goin' out solo

Whoever wanna come better step like they know cuz

I'mma survive, more rougher than a certified

Around the way, parlay and get high

My mega blast'll last in days to pass

Niggas shoot, too fast, to pull out your gun last

That's why I like to spark first

And shoot your bitch-ass down

Your next ride'll be a fuckin' hearse

Cause little niggas don't die son

Half-step and get that ass lit up like a flare gun

Cops they want static, whatever they can have it

My name is Prodigy and I'm known to cause havoc

And when I flip I be on some ill shit

I walk the street, like a real super trooper

The block shit proper, who once got had

Mad beef with the dread who sold me that dirt bag

Mad props to the bad little niggas in the neighborhood

Long live the short, gotta hold down the fort

Gotta hold down the fort

(Gotta hold down the fort)

We gotta hold down the fort

(Gotta hold down the fort)

We gotta hold down the fort

(You gotta hold down the fort)

So hold me down son (Yeah)

Hold me down (Yeah yeah)

(Havoc) Yeah how we go son

Pull out the motherfuckin' M1

Straight from the 'Bridge so you know where I'm from

The little, project nigga, I gets no bigga

Yo, my crew is buck so motherfuck how you figure

Step the fuck back, nigga, attack with the mack

Cause word is bond it's on

Shit is real around the way so sit back and take notes

Dead you on your coat

Then cut your motherfuckin' throat

Takin' life like a thief in the motherfuckin' night

While I write write, you bite bite bite

Niggas wanna step to my business

But I just parlay and sip on my Guinness

Cause I'm the ripper, Mr. Flip the Scripture

Niggas can't fuck with the flow of a real lil nigga

I wreck shop, in fact, get the mac, this is real

Shit is real, how the fuck you figure, nigga nil

So son hold me down while I pull out the Glock

Gotta hold down the block, that's word to my pops

So once again it's on, light up the chalm

Time to drop the bomb, word is bond

We gotta hold down the block

(Hold down the block)

We gotta hold down the block

(We gotta hold down the block)

Yo son he pumpin' over here Dunn?

I know he ain't pumpin' over here yo

Yo word is bond yo son peep he comin' over

Let's bring it to him

What, what? What what what, what?

Who the fuck are you?

Man fuck that, what?

*automatic spray* (Hold down the block)

Yeah whattup now? What what, what what?

Whattup now? (Hold down the block)

(Prodigy) To all the niggas that's live or real

You gotta hold down your block, cock back the Glock

Fuck the cops, cause your neighborhood chores

If they beef, make em bleed on the project floors

I get my kicks from loadin' up gun clips

Don't fuck with suburb chicks, I need a gangsta bitch

Don't need a crew, I can bust you down solo fast

And after that, dip into the weed stash

I'm quick to blast, enemies won't last the fate

I kill 'em fast so they can't retaliate

Cause when I'm not alive who'd takes my place

To hold down the fort, we move on

My man got my back

I'm ready to go at anybody

Who think they John Gotti

Peace to Manny C, good lookin' out B

I'm Hellbound, got my block locked down

We gotta pull out the Glock

(Gotta pull out the Glock)

We gotta pull out the Glock

(We gotta pull out the Glock)

We gotta pull out the Glock

(We gotta pull out the Glock)

We gotta pull out the Glock

(We gotta pull out the Glock)

We gotta pull out the Glock

(We gotta pull out the Glock)

We gotta pull out the Glock

(We gotta pull out the Glock)

We gotta pull out the Glock

(We gotta pull out the Glock)

We gotta pull out the Glock

(We gotta pull out the Glock)

Check it, yeah

Call that nigga

*automatic spray*