DJ Jazzy Jeff - Hold It Down lyrics

I hold it down I hold it down I hold it down I hold it down Aight, Staten Island, what up? Yeah, Long Island, what up? Come on Jazzy Jeff, y'all Philly, what's good? Haha, New Jersey Yo, I just had a Philly Cheese Steak That sh** was good as a muthaf**a, baby Yo, yo, who do it till the d**h? Let the magnificent Jeff go do it to the rest You see the difference, a**umin' we a threat Y'all just impotent, ain't no use of screwin' with the best, naw I wrote a 16 and throw it in a tech Shootin' game at these fools now for foolin' with a vet, yeah It's Mr. Mef really, who did you expect? Another sh** talkin? MC with booty on the breath, naw Let's smoke somethin', let your dude hold somethin' And this dudes coke runnin' till the blue coats comin' yes Cruise still stuntin', radio still frontin' And the stuff they still bumpin' got me numb, I feel nothin', Jeff So I'ma get it like I spit it Get my gla**, you can fill it to the rim with the realest and I'm talkin' back when Biggie Smalls was the illest And the boys from Cypress Hill said ?How I Could Just k** A Man? Already knowin' how we go, let's get at your people I'm flowin', these streets know I hold it down And put it down with The G Code, Jeff, just let the beat go I'm reppin' the East Coast, so hold it now Already knowin' how we go, let's get at your people I'm flowin', these streets know I hold it down And put it down with The G Code, Jeff, just let the beat go I'm reppin' the East Coast, so hold it now Until my nuts get room enough to breath I'ma break down the leaf, my brotha, crush the weed Not Puff Daddy, no boy, I puff the trees In a room full of crackers, I might cut the cheese They called me Mr. I got what you need And a bag of sour dezz, you ain't gotta pluck the seeds, naw So hit the peddle, I'll bring you up to speed Nearly smashed up to Beamer, no more cognac for me See, I'm in my backyard still cleanin' All the fiends still fiendin', better deal with the demons and I'm just bein' rash, I'm like what's the meanin' 'Cause as far as MCin' I ain't likin' what I'm seein', man Nah, so M E F's on some other sh** Feel it like that first piece of p**y, fell in love with it Y'all know what up with it, if I got my brother Get money, clothes, hoes, 24?s on the mothership Already knowin' how we go, let's get at your people I'm flowin', these streets know I hold it down And put it down with The G Code, Jeff, just let the beat go I'm reppin' the East Coast, so hold it now Already knowin' how we go, let's get at your people I'm flowin', these streets know I hold it down And put it down with The G Code, Jeff, just let the beat go I'm reppin' the East Coast, so hold it now