Hold Down The Fort Lyrics - Juvenile Hell - Mobb Deep

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 

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(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'ma survive, more rougher than a certified 

Around the way, parlay and get high 

My mega blast'll last in days to pass 

Niggaz 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 niggaz 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 niggaz in the neighborhood 

Long live the short, gotta hold down the fort 

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Gotta hold down the fort 

GOTTA HOLD DOWN THE FORT 

We gotta hold down the fort 

YOU 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 

Niggaz wanna step to my business 

But I just parlay and sip on my Guinness 

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

Niggaz 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 niggaz 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