Hold Me Down Lyrics - Noreaga

Chorus 2X: Noreaga {Final Chapter} 

Yo hold me down nigga {scared face to face with life} 

Yo hold me down nigga 

{trying to eat in these streets is trife} 

Just hold me down nigga 

{Fuck a bitch, make ya beef ya wife, 

'n these fiend for the cream til they team is tight} 

{Noreaga} 

Yo at Miami, at the Rolex, the strip bar club 

Even at Cocos, the strip bar club 

Sometimes at Medallions, the strip bar club 

Always with dubs, 5 and 10's, cappin battles of Don 

For the crazy, spend my cash 

But you know I never pay for the head and ass 

Were my niggas at? gettin lap dances 

Smiles on they face, feel good my niggas be laced 

Used to be on the block, just sellin they rocks 

Now they chillin with me gettin legal knots 

Double L techs, ain't nigga be Vex 

Rockin ice burn, never too good to wear Guess 

Makin it happen, seein my niggas makin it rappin 

While ya niggas be broke and ya never be laughin 

We on jet ski's and scooters, private jets 

Don't you know we still have our ties to the projects 

Chorus 2X 

{Noreaga} 

Every nigga that you talk to, ain't ya man 

And every nigga that you hang with, ain't ya fam 

See a snake like a mile away, niggas say I'm weak now 

And I ain't even hungry 

So listen up, yo this is what I gotta say 

I still hungry yo I eat like twice a day 

But ya can suck my dick like Mart LeMay 

Cool and honest, now a nigga really be arogent 

My nigga Outlaw who used to live up in Faragent 

We got niggas from all around the world 

We even got hoes now, better ask ya girl 

We can drink with weed, I'll make ya hurl 

Straight twisted, with hydro and how ya be lifted 

I told you to hit it light, before ya hit it 

But you ain't listen so ya ass is corse 

But you can't hang with me 'cause ya ass is soft 

Chorus 2X 

{Noreaga} 

Aiyo one's for the money, two's for the bitches that suck dick 

Three is for pops and shit, Rest in Peace Mambo 

Yo I love you daddy 

Soon as 'Pone came home, yo he cop the Caddie 

Tell Bob My Weave, we doin are thing 

And we got like a whole lotta money to bring 

Do are thing with the bent, plus we grown as men 

Feedin like 15 niggas, that's next to kin 

Sprung niggas out the hood with us 

Yo when we do shows, we still got the hood with us 

I know you love that, see us on stage, all drunk, with a thug hat 

Mic check, so much henny moet 

That's BK on the wheels, cuttin up the steels 

The niggas bring gats still, just to keep a rep 

So don't disrespect, ya won't see the tech 

Mano-a-mano, probaly see ya niggas tomorrow 

Chorus 3X