Das EFX Dedicated Lyrics

Hold It Down Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Intro (Once Again)
  • 2 No Diggedy
  • 3 Knockin’ Niggaz Off
  • 4 Here We Go
  • 5 Real Hip‐Hop (original version)
  • 6 Here It Is
  • 7 Microphone Master
  • 8 40 & A Blunt
  • 9 Buck‐Buck
  • 10 Intro
  • 11 Can’t Have Nuttin’
  • 12 Alright
  • 13 Hold It Down
  • 14 Dedicated
  • 15 Ready to Rock Rough Rhymes
  • 16 Represent the Real
  • 17 Comin’ Thru
  • 18 Hardcore Rap Act
  • 19 Bad News
  • 20 Real Hip‐Hop (Pete Rock remix)
  • Intro/Chorus:

    Dedicated dedicated to all the *****s gettin high
    Dedicated dedicated to all the *****es actin fly
    Dedicated dedicated to all the *****s runnin game
    Dedicated dedicated to all the chicks that do the same

    Verse 1: Dray, Skoob

    Yo
    Well if the honeys think I'm stuck up, I tell em "Shut the **** up"
    and you can get'cha man, I bet a grand he gettin broke up
    So whatta you want to **** around and get silly
    Really? We're on the road again just like Willie
    Nelson, so what the hell son, no bore ya
    Anoy ya when I spill the beans like lawyer
    I saw ya, tried to pick my style, hit the balls
    I guess you must be ready to die like Biggie Smalls

    Diggity good heavens, it all started in the projects like the Evans
    but **** the Good Times, we packin weapons
    Want the fortune and the fame kid, you know the name kid, style reign
    Puttin MC's through style change
    And if you want me then you got to come get me
    I'm strictly ****in *****s up like 1-50-
    1, two rum shots chased precise
    Two gun shots but it's sheisty, they want to ice
    Thinkin I might beat the hurt, I'm not him
    And I'ma get paid and fool like Rakim

    Chorus (x2)

    Verse 2: Dray, Skoob

    Well here I come, word, yo this be my third release
    I never let the honeys and the moneys get me geese, peace
    to the crews payin dues in the background
    How my rap sound? Yo Boogie Banger bring it back now

    *****s with the runnin mile, your time's runnin out
    I make it happen, *****s slackin, son they dumbin out
    Actin fly, jack passed me by
    Mmmah - you can kiss that black *** goodbye

    No lie, see I fry your crew til they sizzle
    Fizzle, you know the sewer style is unbizzle
    Bull take a pull, lift your floor money pack
    Backs before I put a whoopin on that ***

    Ya not get the bones, split the el, stuff it well
    *****s bullshittin wonder how the **** it sell
    Now dig it, me and my man we came wit it
    We snuffin ************s out the way and like Riddick
    Admit it, I'm right to rough so tighten up
    I'm audi for them *****s actin rowdy, lightin blunts, what?

    Chorus (x4)

    To all the *****s gettin high
    Dedicated to all the *****es actin fly
    Dedicated to all the *****s runnin game
    Dedicated to all the chicks that do the same
    Dedicated to all the *****s gettin high
    To all the *****es actin fly
    Dedicated to all the *****s who on the game kid
    Dedicated to all the chicks that do the same

    *shout outs*

    Written by: William D Hines, Andre G Weston, Clark Dj, Richard Steacker
    Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, SONGS MUSIC PUBLISHING

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