Can't Hold Us Down Lyrics - Lost Boyz

[Mr. Cheeks] 

You know the life situations, hard times of deep conversations 

Beef in the streets, eliminations 

Shit gets iller, it's mad bullshit us niggas go through 

They hate us, being broke and gettin dough too 

Well let me show you, niggas how I feel when I'm singin 

Ya niggas be constantly O.D.'ing 

You can't show them crackers love, yo they love to take advantage 

Keep actin like ya black watch where ya land bitch 

A word from the wise, you know us 

The late street slummers 

We creep on you with rentals, no hummers 

We celebrate the summers, burn trees sit up on the bench 

Against the fench, watchin tournaments 

These niggas know the scene, niggas roll dice for the green 

Bitches the more ice the mean 

Keep the cars shining, these love the creep thru the actional 

And that the hood the fuckin main attraction 

The hot bitches and niggas ayo we all make it happen 

Sword sellin drugs are workin hard, we all rappin 

Hope you recognize the realism, that I'm spittin 

Not the hardest rap artist, but I'm hittin 

Put the Gennus to my lip take a sip of it 

Light my L, write my rhyme watch how I flip the shit 

Ayo ya niggas ya be counterfeit, so tone it down a bit 

A move along with you bullshit 

Chorus: Lost Boyz & Mel 

You can't hold us down, You can't hold us down 

You can't hold us down, You can't fuck around 

[Mr. Cheeks] 

I creep the streets with my sounds blastin from the get up 

Lay back confortable, why the fuck sit up 

Rims shining, ordinary guy, makin cheddar 

Life for me and wifey and for the kid it's more better 

Better school and yo niggas makin better more 

Like some old addition listen kid, cheddar roots 

Kid you feelin me, these rap niggas killin me 

Shit my team thru police they be drillin me 

Niggas thrillin me, I shine like the diamond 

For real a fuckin wit you money kid I'm only rhymin 

But if you wanna get it on, yo we can do it 

Any business that's mine yo I'm steppin to it 

Livin life with no fear 

My teams got my back and my rear 

Niggas if you want me, I'm right here 

Talkin out ya mouth, runnin out with gems and cant win 

These DJ's makin tapes and can't spin 

These rap niggas, makin money but they really trash 

Niggas frontin like they want Parelli ass 

Aiyo I pass, I'd rather listen to some R&B 

Some hot shit maybe starrin me 

Chorus 2X 

[Mr. Cheeks] 

It seems that my minds playin games on me 

Police stay harass try to throw the chains on me 

And try to warn me once I got up inside the game 

Niggas told me that shit would never be the same 

Niggas chains what money comes around the set 

Niggas told me though so a nigga wont forget 

Where I came from, you know the fuckin scoop 

Police hate to see us cats when we on the stoop 

Know the best, are whips caught sword in the chest 

Knowin that we enter murder, money and the sex 

Drugs, fuck with honeys who be hustlin for cheddar 

They only out to make it better 

Startin where it comes from 

We used to sell those drums too 

We represent the slums boo 

How we do basically no doubt, LB Fam IV Life, yo we out 

Chorus 2X