on trying, You can never hold me down (you hold me) You can hold me down (you can't hold me) You can never hold me down (you can't me) C, C, Can't me
1. This is dope boy music, American we let them choppers sing like little nigga Dream No Auto-tune I'm tunning out the burrough Flying through ya borough, (Red) I had 'em shook coach on Reggie Bush that 4-5 coat hanger, bang em and let me push I used to get my ass wooped for listenin to 1 On the court, game point, fade away, one same court where the fiends get they from hustle the night come crouch down low, with a full of money shooting dice in my 1's roll another seven of the night on my 1's I had a jumper, I was pumpin Moms and pops was both any drama I will slump 'em How the fuck you I got the name Game Same way them Lakers got all of them rings
Hustling ring Hustling Metaphor street (Hustling) My moms worked the grave yard She was bustin it while I at straight Hustlin
2. I had 2 brothers niggas fuck with 'em They was like, that's our little don't fuck with him shot 'em both so, I was like fuck it then Called up the hommies im ready, jump me in in the G Ride, same one the pump be in I'm bout to do these niggas then Columbians And I aint out the car like Trey did I'm turnin off the lights and up like "Say Kid"
Hustlin ring Metaphor street king Hustlin Drop top chain Hustlin,
3. It was a Day in 1996 Fav bar Doubt Over Before that day, we know shit about hova He was Cristall, and 4.6 Rovers But all we were 5.0's and Toyota's So, We took Y'alls y'all took our rags The way I see it, it's a fair why you Mad Son, Jay was one of my teachers Bumpin Roc-A-Fella but, couldn't get a Was like, Being underage and get a beeper sales cuz the onions still stuck in my sneaker to Streetsweeper, Dodgin the Reaper, Hit My block after 8 o'clock I'll you a believer We was movin kid, the Justin Beiber Us and shelters no different we both feed 'em Playing Madden smoking all my nigga weed up Relaxin with my feet up, for the Re-Up
on trying, You can hold me down You can never hold me down (you hold me) You can never me down (you can't hold me) C, C, Can't me (x2)
4. How I 10 million and stay hood, somebody holla at me If I go to jail you nigga aint throw a dolla at me Like my frog, threw his impala at me Like when I was in the bay and 40 popped his at me why when I come through, She look like Halle Berry I'm in Game by myself, Solitaire Every now and then, you my see me a couple friends Same ones that was right there, When I had a ends No Benz, No House , a fucking Couch, So shut Yo Mouth, I zip it up, Say Fuck Rap Fuck Interscope, Take my and rip it up Bad Boy Like BIG and The Giant can't sleep cuz niggas tryina dig him up And while you Mother Fuckers on Toronto I'm in the hood Pancho Stacking Rondo
Hustlin Championship Metaphor street king (Hustling)And while you Fuckers waitin on Toronto I'm in the hood Pancho Rajon Rondo
on trying, You can never me down You can hold me down (you can't hold me) You can hold me down (you can't hold me) C, C, Can't me
on trying, You can hold me down You can never me down (Naw, you can't hold me) You can never hold me down (Uh-Uh, you can't me) C, C, Can't me