Lil’ O Hold It Down Lyrics

Da Fat Rat Wit da Cheese Track Listing
  • 1 Da Fat Rat Wit da Cheese
  • 2 The Throwdest
  • 3 Thug Niggas, Part 2
  • 4 What Fo'
  • 5 Beg, Steal and Borrow
  • 6 I'm Ready
  • 7 Ooh Wee
  • 8 Slow Down
  • 9 Back Back
  • 10 We Ain't Broke No Mo
  • 11 After the Club (skit)
  • 12 Choo Choo
  • 13 Bend Ya Knees (Do Ya Thang)
  • 14 Can't Tell 'Em Nothing (skit)
  • 15 I Wonder Why
  • 16 Hold It Down
  • 17 I Don't Talk
  • 18 Playas Get Chose
  • 19 Revenge
  • 20 My Loved Ones
  • f/ BFK, Z-Ro

    (*talking*)
    Southsive for live, we balling in the mix
    It's going down H-Town for real, pull it out
    Let em know, we bout to steal the show
    Pull up on 4's, kick down the do, what

    [Chorus: Z-Ro]
    Cause I'ma hold it down, and represent H-Town
    They said we wouldn't make it, swore it wasn't going down
    But I'ma show em now, that we about to clown
    Regulate for Texas state, baby I'ma hold it down yay-yay

    [Lil' O]
    Hey I'm young dumb full of cum, icy and numb
    Block bleeder balla, pass the great pupon
    My dress code stay thoed, they be like where you from
    I tell em Third Coast Texas race, Houston
    And I stop the piece, when my glocks release
    Catch me on the Southwest, moving flocks of geese
    Talking down on my city, you'll get rocked to sleep
    Cause I keep a AK, ready to chop the streets
    And I don't need no friends, but I need those ends
    I'm trying to get the six double zero Benz
    You try to stop that, it'll be your end
    We bar none boys, we don't see no men
    And we fear no coward, get money and the power
    Reign in the states, with the flakes and the flower
    Hit clubs on Dubs, standing out like a tower
    Hop out in bitches shoes, leaving niggas sour, what

    [Chorus: Z-Ro]

    [BFK]
    I'm a habitual hard knocker, and a menace as well
    Blood thirsty like rotweilers, in the kitchen with scales
    Chickens and mail, got us dodging prison and jail
    Slipping your nail, my niggas off of timid and frail
    Like toxic, come up with smells my aroma is stronger
    Man water corona, stop on cobonas
    We know the ray corners, like we the F-E-D's
    Best believe when we squeeze, niggas chests gon bleed
    Yes indeed, no doubt we bout to rest emcees
    Baller naming as the greatest, full breaded pedigree
    Lifestyle and profile, living big celebrity
    Never push inside my pride or, integrity
    My people deep as a river, bring it on we can rumble
    Turning cowards over like fumbles, or my homies the jungle
    Street smart and lion hearted, what I started I finish
    We provoke it and cause commotion, by the time we done hit it

    [Chorus: Z-Ro]

    [BFK]
    I'ma compose when paper fold, and my attitude's cocky
    And dodging and breaking bones pockets, leaving your posse
    Sluggish and sloppy, smoking like a broken solloppe
    I shake fades and break bread, while I'm blowing on broccoli
    My block bleeding blood hounds, stay down like flat tires
    Convicted and pass bond, we glisten like selfox
    Paper rock path find, ain't no sleeping's the motto
    Dehydrated for our dollas, kottenmouth and can't swallow
    We Dirty Third desperadoes, dumping ashes on bitches
    Mashing on snitches, and pussy glasses matching my bridges
    Slagging and slipping, never in my macking and pimping
    I game spit your main bitch, never shackle a pigeon
    My teeth glisten while they greeting, when I'm bending in women
    I'm spinning that pimping, gangsta limping, off of vision and gripping
    Adrenaline dripping when I'm pumping, with a passion for stacking
    Stanking like walts I catch em, ?charlie hustle in mansions?

    [Chorus: Z-Ro]

    (Z-Ro in background)
    Yay-ay - 13x

    (*talking*)
    Dedicated to the streets of H-Town Texas
    The whole Dirty Third, everybody that held a playa down
    When it wasn't going down, you know I'm saying
    Much love from the Fat Rat With The Cheeze, Lil' O
    BFK, Z-Ro, 89 hundred brat

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