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Tytuł: Holdin fort

  • Wykonawca: Naughty By Nature
  • Wy¶wietleń: 211

  
   Intro:
  
  Oh oh hell yeah
  (*police sirens car screeches*)
  (Alright we don't want any problems here. Y'all just break it up) Five 0
  (Just just) Say what? (go on home)
  (We don't wanna take anybody in. We don't wanna give any citations
  I ain't goin nowhere I ain't goin nowhere
  (Ahh just ahh go on home and turn down that music)
  Fuck that we havin fun (Turn I want the music turned off)
  ain't nobody doin nuttin, ain't nobody doin nuttin (right now!)
  
  Verse 1: Treach
  
  From stank booties wit cooties
  the finest head is hoochie's
  Bunta, change your name from Kunta
  Still wouldn't do that shit that you say, who play
  with that hoopla hooray, who say? What? Who try?
  You lie where you try you want ta see your whole damn crew fry
  The moral of the story, niggas handling it
  Crooked cops wanna run us out but we ain't abandoning shit
  Cos we from 1-1-8 wit a slum of crazy
  niggas wit sawn offs, tre-8's, plus nine millimetres WAIT!
  You don't wanna start a riot
  cos they won't jack shit, get quiet til half the fucking force is fired
  Done em boys now dem unemployed
  See them on Orange Street looking ta get broke fiending in dope, looking to
  get corduroy
  boy the son of Tory, a tray hot hole
  She play that model like a throttle to waddle a bottle
  Stop that crooked cop shit is the topic
  We're coming, fuck a summons, so long as Illtown rocks it, you can't stop
  it
  
  Chorus:
  
  Now who's these motherfuckers in our neighbourhood?
  Just pound the sound don't worry now cos they found Illtown
  Now who's these motherfuckers in our neighbourhood?
  Just pound the sound, don't worry now, don't worry now!
  
  Interlude:
  
  (This is car number 5-0
  We have no control over the situation
  We are now dispersing
  We advise the Mayor be moved immediately
  My God, at least 1500 people are marching straight for City Hall)
  
  Verse 2: Treach
  
  To bad if you're agile, knee check fragile, eject, reject
  What's left of your respect? A bag of shit, did you see yet?
  I'll G it like Viet-nam bomb, so be it
  Even freak it from the deepest ta weakest, even beat walkers beat it
  Body breaker from the bricks bank and booty bumper who knew boo
  hoo, scary like voodoo, strictly Illtown and Zoo crew
  The party can't quit it's been plan, bought cop's hunt and man's sport
  They scam sports while Illtown and Newark stand fort
  We don't wrestle and fools don't disrespect us
  They don't want ta get pulled inside-out from their assholes and lassoed
  We just break down and boogie oogie oogie
  A shoutout ta Ski, Steve Pedro, Gutta and Mookie
  We're on a mission to keep pou people hoppin and hippin instead of trippin
  even if the city won't give us permission
  Listen now, party's mo' butter now, better not fuck around and try ta shut
  us down
  We'll find out who run this town
  
  Chorus:
  
  Now who's these motherfuckers in our neighbourhood?
  Just pound the sound, don't worry cos they found Illtown
  Now who's these motherfuckers in our neighbourhood?
  Just pound the sound, pound the sound!
  
  Verse 3: Treach
  
  The sound, the sound, I found the sound, a pound around
  around a pound of pound of some shit quick ta break it down
  because the boom-ta-bat-boom-boom makes me want to zoom zoom
  in ya poom poom, break fool across the room soon
  as we zoom pass one tellin me chillin's a felony
  Jokers play like poker, now out comes the jealousy
  Apparently I am politically overpowered, they can't touch this
  We'll party no quest', protest show just the slums corruptest
  So pump this, bump this, pump this if you want this
  but funk that, funk them, funk this if they front wit
  that same ol jibber jabber yap flapping groupie crew
  Etcetera etcetera, ya gotta move the same ol woopty woo
  You ain't even gotta fill me in, ya better me kill then
  cos we straight holdin fort like them Indians
  You talk that I'll lock you up for loitering
  You'll hit the border then, then you won't be ploicin you'll be borderin
  
  Chorus:
  
  Now who's these motherfuckers in our neighbourhood?
  Just pound the sound, don't worry now cos they found Illtown
  Now who's these motherfuckers in our neighbourhood?
  Just pound the sound, don't worry now, don't worry now
  Now who's these motherfuckers in our neighbourhood?
  Just pound the sound, don't worry now cos they found Illtown
  Now who's these motherfuckers in our neighbourhood?
  Just pound the sound, pound the sound