Held Me Down

[Intro] Where we at? Let's get it [Verse 1] On Hell Block, playin' hot potato, in the kitchen, tryna re-rock a bagel It come to bitches, you know I got a stable My project bitch ain't got no cable or no washer-dryer Three, four kids, can't cook a lick, but this ho hot as fire My other chick, she got some priors, family from the boonies Love my dirty Fruit of the Loomies, I love it when she moon me Ain't talked to Spoony in a minute, know we good money Hood love me, played the hand I was dealt, ain't talkin' gin rummy My income be comin' in sevеn different ways Type of nigga marriеd to the streets and never been engaged Sawed-off, pump, or twenty-gauge (Front and center stage) Magazine hold a fifty-clip, don't make me flip the page Been in them shootouts close-range, I been in them raids Been afraid to give a bitch my all 'cause I done been betrayed I can recall bein' broke, niggas sendin' shade I microwave that dope on sixty seconds, call it Minute Maid [Chorus] Yeah, I can remember once or twice when niggas held me down Tapdancin' on the work, thinkin', "Feet, don't fail me now" Drug Zonin' from McNichols back to Seven Mile Killed all my opps, so ain't no differences to reconcile [Verse 2] G74, no GD, scalin' blow with DeeDee on the S-E-B I popped my first Barbie doll with Gigi Plugged in from Six Mile and Hoover Street to Greenleaf Bo J really be thuggin' off of Cooper Street with Riri Deep East in the trenches where police kickin' screens off the hinges All the fiends bangin' needles and syringes Down in Pensacola with the Sinaloa, sendin' bricks of yola to Dakota You a silver spoon-fed Ricky Schroder Screamin', "Free my lil' nigga Gio, he a pill-gritter" R.I.P my young nigga Cready, was a real killer Slidin' with the Glick through the slums, know they feel bitter Life's a bitch, she must got me sprung 'cause I'm still with her [Chorus] Yeah, I can remember once or twice when niggas held me down Tapdancin' on the work, thinkin', "Feet, don't fail me now" Drug Zonin' from McNichols back to Seven Mile Killed all my opps, so ain't no differences to reconcile I can remember once or twice when niggas held me down Tapdancin' on the work, thinkin', "Feet, don't fail me now" Drug Zonin' from McNichols back to Seven Mile Killed all my opps, so ain't no differences to reconcile