Lirik Lagu Holdin Fort - Naughty By Nature
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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 citationsI 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 cootiesthe finest head is hoochie'sBunta, change your name from KuntaStill wouldn't do that shit that you say, who playwith that hoopla hooray, who say? What? Who try?You lie where you try you want ta see your whole damn crew fryThe moral of the story, niggas handling itCrooked cops wanna run us out but we ain't abandoning shitCos we from 1-1-8 wit a slum of crazyniggas wit sawn offs, tre-8's, plus nine millimetres WAIT!You don't wanna start a riotcos they won't jack shit, get quiet til half the fucking force is firedDone em boys now dem unemployedSee them on Orange Street looking ta get broke fiending in dope, looking toget corduroyboy the son of Tory, a tray hot holeShe play that model like a throttle to waddle a bottleStop that crooked cop shit is the topicWe're coming, fuck a summons, so long as Illtown rocks it, you can't stopit
Chorus:
Now who's these motherfuckers in our neighbourhood?Just pound the sound don't worry now cos they found IlltownNow who's these motherfuckers in our neighbourhood?Just pound the sound, don't worry now, don't worry now!
Interlude:
(This is car number 5-0We have no control over the situationWe are now dispersingWe advise the Mayor be moved immediatelyMy God, at least 1500 people are marching straight for City Hall)
Verse 2: Treach
To bad if you're agile, knee check fragile, eject, rejectWhat's left of your respect? A bag of shit, did you see yet?I'll G it like Viet-nam bomb, so be itEven freak it from the deepest ta weakest, even beat walkers beat itBody breaker from the bricks bank and booty bumper who knew boohoo, scary like voodoo, strictly Illtown and Zoo crewThe party can't quit it's been plan, bought cop's hunt and man's sportThey scam sports while Illtown and Newark stand fortWe don't wrestle and fools don't disrespect usThey don't want ta get pulled inside-out from their assholes and lassoedWe just break down and boogie oogie oogieA shoutout ta Ski, Steve Pedro, Gutta and MookieWe're on a mission to keep pou people hoppin and hippin instead of trippineven if the city won't give us permissionListen now, party's mo' butter now, better not fuck around and try ta shutus downWe'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 IlltownNow 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 aroundaround a pound of pound of some shit quick ta break it downbecause the boom-ta-bat-boom-boom makes me want to zoom zoomin ya poom poom, break fool across the room soonas we zoom pass one tellin me chillin's a felonyJokers play like poker, now out comes the jealousyApparently I am politically overpowered, they can't touch thisWe'll party no quest', protest show just the slums corruptestSo pump this, bump this, pump this if you want thisbut funk that, funk them, funk this if they front witthat same ol jibber jabber yap flapping groupie crewEtcetera etcetera, ya gotta move the same ol woopty wooYou ain't even gotta fill me in, ya better me kill thencos we straight holdin fort like them IndiansYou talk that I'll lock you up for loiteringYou'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 IlltownNow who's these motherfuckers in our neighbourhood?Just pound the sound, don't worry now, don't worry nowNow who's these motherfuckers in our neighbourhood?Just pound the sound, don't worry now cos they found IlltownNow who's these motherfuckers in our neighbourhood?Just pound the sound, pound the sound
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 citationsI 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 cootiesthe finest head is hoochie'sBunta, change your name from KuntaStill wouldn't do that shit that you say, who playwith that hoopla hooray, who say? What? Who try?You lie where you try you want ta see your whole damn crew fryThe moral of the story, niggas handling itCrooked cops wanna run us out but we ain't abandoning shitCos we from 1-1-8 wit a slum of crazyniggas wit sawn offs, tre-8's, plus nine millimetres WAIT!You don't wanna start a riotcos they won't jack shit, get quiet til half the fucking force is firedDone em boys now dem unemployedSee them on Orange Street looking ta get broke fiending in dope, looking toget corduroyboy the son of Tory, a tray hot holeShe play that model like a throttle to waddle a bottleStop that crooked cop shit is the topicWe're coming, fuck a summons, so long as Illtown rocks it, you can't stopit
Chorus:
Now who's these motherfuckers in our neighbourhood?Just pound the sound don't worry now cos they found IlltownNow who's these motherfuckers in our neighbourhood?Just pound the sound, don't worry now, don't worry now!
Interlude:
(This is car number 5-0We have no control over the situationWe are now dispersingWe advise the Mayor be moved immediatelyMy God, at least 1500 people are marching straight for City Hall)
Verse 2: Treach
To bad if you're agile, knee check fragile, eject, rejectWhat's left of your respect? A bag of shit, did you see yet?I'll G it like Viet-nam bomb, so be itEven freak it from the deepest ta weakest, even beat walkers beat itBody breaker from the bricks bank and booty bumper who knew boohoo, scary like voodoo, strictly Illtown and Zoo crewThe party can't quit it's been plan, bought cop's hunt and man's sportThey scam sports while Illtown and Newark stand fortWe don't wrestle and fools don't disrespect usThey don't want ta get pulled inside-out from their assholes and lassoedWe just break down and boogie oogie oogieA shoutout ta Ski, Steve Pedro, Gutta and MookieWe're on a mission to keep pou people hoppin and hippin instead of trippineven if the city won't give us permissionListen now, party's mo' butter now, better not fuck around and try ta shutus downWe'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 IlltownNow 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 aroundaround a pound of pound of some shit quick ta break it downbecause the boom-ta-bat-boom-boom makes me want to zoom zoomin ya poom poom, break fool across the room soonas we zoom pass one tellin me chillin's a felonyJokers play like poker, now out comes the jealousyApparently I am politically overpowered, they can't touch thisWe'll party no quest', protest show just the slums corruptestSo pump this, bump this, pump this if you want thisbut funk that, funk them, funk this if they front witthat same ol jibber jabber yap flapping groupie crewEtcetera etcetera, ya gotta move the same ol woopty wooYou ain't even gotta fill me in, ya better me kill thencos we straight holdin fort like them IndiansYou talk that I'll lock you up for loiteringYou'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 IlltownNow who's these motherfuckers in our neighbourhood?Just pound the sound, don't worry now, don't worry nowNow who's these motherfuckers in our neighbourhood?Just pound the sound, don't worry now cos they found IlltownNow who's these motherfuckers in our neighbourhood?Just pound the sound, pound the sound
