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Naughty by Nature - Holdin' Fort lyrics
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 |
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