I hold ya down) I hold it down for you (You know I'm down) I said I'm down for ya (I hold ya down) You know I'm down for you (You know I'm down) I hold
swear you can't fuck wit me But I can fuck yo' girl and make her nut for me Then slut for me, then kill for me, then steal for me And of course it'll
' actually learn But not now 'cause, girl, I got tracks to burn I stay on my J O B Nigga, me, P Diddy, B R O B The more hits we make, more money to burn
richest men Knockin' at ya door it's Curry again Been down since the jump off begin You know who I am Don't get it all twisted up Get the cash to my hands be all
A to the D D Y Know you'd rather see me die than to see me fly I call all the shots rip all the spots, rock all the rocks Cop all the drops, I know you
rid of me!!! Y'all must be kiddin me!! Y'all must be kiddin me!!! Aiyyo fuck the whole industry!!! Come on!!! Staten Island! Come on! Hold me down!!! [
in the house tonight He just came from off tour And he wanna tell y'all little bit about where he come from [Snoop Dogg] Palm trees, bad bitches and wannabeez O
sorta like his right hand I touch down like two-thirty If I was on you, your hoe's and them cowards, I'm'll do dirty Still a commission and we all equal, all
too many to name Y'all right here in the studio so why I'ma name ya? I'm lookin' right at ya, an' y'all know I ain't even got to tell y'all Y'all are
peel their caps back The cars at the corner like a long black snake Nightprowlin' for a life to take Ya see down in the ghetto it's an eye for an eye
good You take 'em to a label Now who sits behind the table? Some Jewish muthafucka that don't know shit Tryin' to tell y'all, what's a fuckin' street
the place to be My name is MC Ice-T I got the Rhyme Syndicate with me We about to tear stuff up, y'all feel good? Yo, what the hell y'all wanna do, Syndicate
off that You about to tell her you love her we off that Always wanna fight in the club and we off that But you can't bring the future back, back Y'all
chalk All for the gingerbread, we get it and get lost Catch me if you can, I'm running past while y'all walk [Verse 6 - Ca$his] Shady made me for bringing
Me So If You Said I Know Cause I Be On My "P"s and "Q"s And I've "X"ed All The Rest This Man's Only Got Eyes For Y-O-U (Baby) Pre-Chorus: I Would Rather
two thousand and three Make her smile, when she sees Spre's I can get you on CD's, and DVD's Take you to Bebe's and B.C.B.G.'s I can get you in the places
niggas like Ray, sit down, bro Bet I know, everything about this game Bet I know my role Plus they know when I come to the court This is my sport, B dot o, B
thang Put it down hard for my dogs that's locked in the bang When you hit the bricks, new whips, money ain't a thang Come on, y'all wanna floss wit'
