C Note

C Note - Hold It Down Pt. 2 lyrics

(feat. H.A.W.K., Lil' Keke, Big T)

Come on T, let's ride..

[Hook x2: Big T]

Hold it down, hold it down

We still hold it down

The South, still hold it dooown

[C-Note]

I still hold the shit down, till you come back home

As soon as you touch down, you'll be strapped with the chrome

Then it's back to the zone, tell them haters it's on

And if them boys wanna plex, put a strap to they dome

I'ma ride for my niggaz, get high with my niggaz

If niggaz wanna die, then I'll fly with my niggaz

I'm still holding shit down, for Screwdoo

And I'm still holding shit down, for Pat too

And Gator, was my little fucking brother

Know I love him like no other, and there'll never be another

And this song in the streets, be number one

Better move bitch, look out here we come

And I represent the South, and everytime that I talk

Diamonds blinging in my mouth, diamonds blinging in my mouth

And I'm riding on Jordans, when I'm through the town

C-Note and Big T, we still hold it down

[Hook x2]

[H.A.W.K.]

The South, we still hold it down

Control the town, with white, tan, yellow or brown

The best around, man we'll shut shit town

Lyrically clown, and now y'all trying to steal our sound

The king's in crown, at home but we're here to stay

Better do what Luda say, and get the fuck out our way

I miss Pat and K, and for them I pray

And I still hold it down, for D.E.A

H-A-dub-K, I have a lot to say

With no delay, I'ma represent where I stay

Raised in the Tre, then moved to MLK

I'm a Dead End nigga, till I'm old and grey

Nigga Southside, South-Sa-Southside

Where some real niggaz die, and some real niggaz cry

Real niggaz survive, and keep hope alive

And we gon strive, for the rest of our lives

[Hook x2]

[Lil' Keke]

H-O-L-D, I-N-G

Holding it down Southside, smoking a pound

Controlling it now, yeah we got the key to the city

Burning up corners, until them FED's come get me

F-A-T P-A-T, S.U.C

R.I.P., from Lil' Keke

Give it to me, got to get it nothing but love

C-Note and Cloverland, and that H-A-dub

Rolling it up ready to ride, do it with pride

This for my thug soldiers, and my niggaz that died

Keeping it live keeping it cocked, turning the block

Holding the spot, this for my G's on lock

Fire up the do', po' up the drank and think

How to take seven figgas, when I walk in the bank

This one off the chain, niggaz shook when they look

At some Dirty 3rd gangstas, T singing the hook

[Hook x2]

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