Puff Daddy - Can't Nobody Hold Me Down (Instrumental)

Producer: Carlos "Six July" Broady, Nashiem Myrick, Sean "Puffy" Combs & Stevie J.
Year: 1997
ft. Mase
/ instrutime

[@susanfit47]

Samples from Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five's hit single "The Message" (1982), the interpolation chorus from "Break My Stride" by Matthew Wilder (1983), and the opening drums of Michael Jackson's single "Rock With You" (1979).

[@romandostanley8514]

A I

[@BeatsbySpiff]

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[@LawrenceBooHolnessOfficial]

This Is My Favorite Hip-Hop Song - Instru-Mental213 - Can't Nobody Hold Me Down - Diddy Feat Mase [Produced By Carlos Six July Broady Nashiem Myrick Diddy & DJ Stevie J] [Year: 1997] [Album: Puff Daddy & The Family No Way Out]

[@blakboyytunes]

underrated production! how each sound meshes together is superb! great samples!

[@mr.spokomaro]

This shit is hard even in 2022. Damn!

[@joshuagamboaii741]

Samples are from "Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five's" hit single "The Message".

[@joshuagamboaii741]

And the chorus is an interpolation from “Break My Stride” performed by “Matthew Wilder”.

[@juliusebola9389]

lol.... yeah

[@TyroneEpps]

This music is hot again ! ! 😊😊

[@itslb6793]

40k?? Where yall at this beat is beautiful

[@victorallen6846]

Ain't No Hate Going Down

[@ariestrucker7832]

Super dope

[@victorallen6846]

Black keep growing ....like errverday...

[@tonyj797]

MFckn classic!!

[@mushshrap6471]

Puff Daddy sure loves to steal music!

[@ronaldkalinowski1828]

🤣

[@victorallen6846]

Real king lit....

[@erikflucker7030]

Bumpin!

[@vincentmarro3663]

Blasting it in the grocery store parking lot in my Lincoln. Can't go wrong while waiting for my partner.

[@RAWFLAVA]

"So, you got a PhD...Player Hater Degree"

[@rixkyortega4798]

Put it on .75x

[@travisreddick9470]

Deeper I dive ,. Better the ride ,. Views simple,. Clues inch you ,. Closer too what's in you ,. Gone pretend too loose it all ,. I'm lost for words,. Shoe clothes tooth an all ,. What a fall ,. Still on the curb ,. High on stone ,. You couldn't survive the bite from chrome ,.

[@lucabrasi4709]

Bad Boy We ain't gon' stop Now with Sean on the hot track, melt like it's hot wax Put it out, all the stores, bet you could shop that (That's right) Leave a nigga with a hot hat, fronting like Bad Boy ain't got tracks (Nigga stop that) There's no guy slicker than this young fly nigga Nickel-nine nigga, floss you die quicker (Uh-huh) Did fed time, outta town pie-flipper Turn Cristal into a crooked-I sipper Everybody wanna be fast, see the cash Fuck around they weak staff, get a heat rash Anything in Bad Boy way we smash (We smash) Hundred G stash, push a bulletproof E-Class I'm through with bein' a player and a baller Just want me one bad bitch so I can spoil her Mase wanna be the one you respect, even when you're vexed Rock Versace silks over a steel V-neck Got green never seen so you suck my jewels Clutch my Uz', anything I touch I bruise Puff make his own laws, nigga fuck your rules (That's right) Goodfellas, you know you can't touch us dudes Don't push us, 'cause we're close to the, edge We're tryin, not to lose our heads, a-hah-hah, hah, hah Broken glass everywhere If it ain't about the money, Puff, I just don't care (That's right) I'm that Goodfella fly guy, sometimes wiseguys Spend time in H-A-W-A-I-I Mase can you please stop smoking la-la? Puff why try? I'm a thug, I'ma die high I be out in Jersey, puffin' Hershey Brothers ain't worthy to rock my derby Though I'm never drug free when I'm the club, G Though I know the thug be wantin' to slug me (Uh-huh) Could it be I move as smoove as Bugsy? (Yeah) Or be at the bar with too much bubbly? (C'mon) Yo, I think it must be the girls wanna lust me Or is it simply the girls just love me Brothers wanna, rock the Rolls, rock my clothes Rock my ice, pull out Glocks, stop my life (Uh) I'm like, "Damn, how these niggas got that trust? "Used to be my man, how you gonna plot on my wife?" Do you think he snake me, 'cause they hate me? Or he got his Ph.D, Player Hater's Degree? Can't nobody take my pride Can't nobody hold me down, oh, no I got to keep on movin' Quit that (Uh-huh), you a big cat? (Yeah) Where your chicks at? (Yeah) Where your whips at? (Where they at?) Wherever you get stacks, I'ma fix that Everything that's big dreams, I did that (That's right) Don't knock me 'cause you're borin' I'm record sales soarin', straight tourin' Simply a lot of men be wantin' to hear me 'Cause their words just don't offend me We spend cheese, in the West Indies Then come home to plenty cream Bentleys You name it, I could claim it Young, black, and famous, with money hangin' out the anus And when you need a hit, who you go and get? (Who?) Bet against us? (Not a sure bet) We make hits that'll rearrange your whole set (That's right) And got a Benz that I ain't even drove yet Don't push us, 'cause we're close to the, edge We're tryin, not to, lose our heads, a-hah-hah, hah, hah I get the feeling sometime, that make me wonder Why you wanna take us under? Why you wanna take us under? I get the feeling sometime, that make me wonder Why you wanna take us under? Why you wanna take us under? Can't nobody take my pride (Uh-uh, uh-uh) Can't nobody hold me down, oh, no I got to keep on movin' (Keep it movin') Can't nobody take my pride (Uh-uh, uh-uh) Can't nobody hold me down, oh, no I got to keep on movin' (Keep it movin') Can't nobody take my pride (Uh-uh, uh-uh) Can't nobody hold me down, oh, no I got to keep on movin' (Uh-uh, uh-uh) Can't nobody take my pride (Uh-uh, uh-uh) Can't nobody hold me down, oh, no

[@lilripsta1995]

Htown freestyle man im so real See yosef got the bills, That move like wind mills, Or better yet, Check the how i generate, When i flex the steel, Lyrics hitting ya grill, Man stop and a chill, Like how when my ice spills, Girls get wet, When i pop the Moet, Rolex equals more sex, Not much to plex, Went from a bad boy, To breakin' chips like Ahoy, Girls say oh boy, Im looking good, not from herselwood, Or Studewood, Im from that stone, better known as yellow, I a funky fellow, Jam blues that screwed up and ghetto, Can't let go, Of bitches who booties move Like jello, Pull out my popsicle, And its on, freakin' til the break of dawn, Girl ill break ya bed, slammin' like Shawn, Kemp, check out a texas pimp, See me walk with limp, Money sitting heavy, gliding in chevy, Man it's gravy, radio tried to play me, But i made my own way, So playas hate me, Never see me, pick up the phone, Only thing is a dial tone, Cus i never heard money, Making calls at home, Only when gun blast now you in w tomb, Open up th spiritual womb, Its hard for ya to consume, Wedged my way, And made a room, The mic is my bride, And the lyrics is groom, Check the sonic boom, Blasting in ya eardrums only the dumbs , get succumbed To the masses chasin crumbs, Cant nobody weigh me down, Despise these new clowns, Represent the third, Baby, thays the heart of Htine.. Its goin dine..

[@victorallen6846]

Seen some kids on the block lookin proped . ......mean muggin . ..they was bout to box ...they was bout to go ...intervened with the stop .....

[@An_American_Boy]

Ayo thanks for the beat man.

[@canttrustasoul.]

C l a s s i c

[@jakethebased7195]

Better than the original

[@erikflucker7030]

Way better.

[@aaronsprouts5109]

Not in my opinion

[@ezekwu]

1000x better...

[@InHerMajestiesDefense]

this seems awfully familiar to ice cube's check yo self.

[@InstruMENTAL213]

You mean Grandmaster Flash - The Message.

[@charliecorbett503]

Same sample

[@djcorey8645]

Cube remix first

[@charliecorbett503]

@@djcorey8645 the message was 1982, also uses the same chorus rythm as Matthew Wilder, break my stride

[@jayskicksnfits9372]

@@charliecorbett503 *rhythm*

[@victorallen6846]

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