Luyện nghe bài hát Down Bottom

Oh, damn now bop to oh
Yeah y'all what this is
Flame on Juvenile flame on
And now swizz, beatz, yeah

Me and my niggaz done licked shots, even hit cops
Bet y'all niggaz can't wait till my shit
you like your moma given' lip to pop
Nigga you don't my paper drop

'Cause that means I'm empty, and your of it
Check what the bullet did, gonna hit you get you
Rip through tissue, should have never rhymed this I miss you
I make plus cash y'all little niggaz can't wit drag

Got the chain out so it's bust and
fuck that you better bust back
'Fore ya ask back where the vest at
Rock like a girl but you can't trust

Spit like a but you can't touch black
All you can do is cuss back and back
How you bust gats nigga we need that
I don't care about your feed back, y'all niggaz don't feed

Tell a motherfucker pull out a bullet out in ya safe house
Nigga the keys at nigga?
Where the at nigga? Where the weed at?
Nigga pass that 'fore I pull my

Mater fact where the ass at? 'Cause I got the Ruff
And I aint bout my niggaz
Nigga we can go hoe for hoe, toe to toe, for blow
And when you fell nose crack

That mean I broke I'm fittin' to po-po
Wit a thrower like I told yo' befo', ya know
You can't it you can put me on wax but my fire burn candles
And who that nigga ruff rydin' Drag-On y'all and south siders

Do y'all niggaz bust guns, hell, yeah we bust our guns
Do you fuck 'till they cum, damn right we make them cum
It's for the north, head south, head east, head
Ruff Ryders gonna show niggaz who rides the best

Do y'all niggaz bust y'all guns, hell, yeah we bust our
Do you fuck them 'till they cum, damn right we make cum
It's for the north, south, head east, head west
Ruff Ryders gonna show y'all who rides the best

In the late night, we be cockin' high givin' you fright
Yo' head might explode when I bust the lead pipe
And I say right, hey tight, stay hype, now page mike
And make he got all the yeah, aight?

I'm tired of be thinkin' that you usin' me
Runnin' with them petty ass lookin' like fools to me
I'm workin' wit change, yeah
And afraid to put 50 up on ya brain, yeah

You 'bout warin' ya people I'm the same, yeah
Look, I'ma some body sayin' thats the shame game
But if them people come they gonna give no names, yeah
Playin' with the number one son play no games, yeah

outside don't see nothin' but camouflage and bricks
Yo' get boys strapped with bandannas tryin' knock off yo' shit
Ya stankin' bitch, I ryde your ass then
Cashin' for money Juve ain't nothin', that shit is funny

Do y'all niggaz bust y'all guns, hell, yeah we bust our
Do you fuck them 'till cum, damn right we make them cum
It's for the north, head south, head east, west
Ruff Ryders gonna show niggaz who rides the best

Do y'all niggaz bust guns, hell, yeah we bust our guns
Do you fuck them they cum, damn right we make them cum
for the north, head south, head east, head west
Ruff Ryders gonna show y'all niggaz who rides the

When my niggaz get knocked we gonna bail out
it come to my gun my shells is out
You better get the message 'cause I mailed it out
I'ma bang like a and I'ma nail us out

East, west the right this for my up north
My guns made in so you better dust off
'Cause when they getcha you be ketchup
I always got chedder I ass bet ya'

And I won't even ya' we roll much larger and better
My dough is never low but if drag is on his last
I'ma in my sweater bet my baretta
Make a nigga feel heat in weather

Can't stand a nigga hype me his bitch
Bitch to my shit you betta come get her
Be like a dog with a I run with her
Y'all make me so y'all niggaz still rappin'

Like y'all don't know my fire
Y'all got y'all boots ain't got y'all suits
Probaly got a gun ain't never shoot
When they come you better they don't name you

like two sticks rubbin' I'll flame you
Don't try to be me 'cause I you
'Fore I have your spirits with the
My shorty a gun on the ankles

fuck, watch out she will bang you
'Cause I taught her well, y'all players better to hell
But you niggaz couldn't a belt
Who evers wit you is jail

Is you niggaz guns or you ain't bustin' none, ha
You want to fuck'em they cum, ha
Drag-on Juvenille up what you want, ha

Do y'all bust y'all guns, hell, yeah we bust our guns
Do you fuck them 'till they cum, right we make them cum
It's for the north, head south, east, head west
Ruff Ryders gonna show y'all who rides the best

Do y'all niggaz bust y'all guns, hell, we bust our guns
Do you fuck them 'till they cum, damn we make them cum
for the north, head south, head east, head west
Ruff Ryders gonna show y'all who rides the best

Do y'all bust y'all guns, hell, yeah we bust our guns
Do you fuck them 'till they cum, damn right we make cum
It's for the north, head south, head east, west
Ruff Ryders gonna show y'all niggaz who rides the

Do niggaz bust y'all guns, hell, yeah we bust our guns
Do you fuck 'till they cum, damn right we make them cum
for the north, head south, head east, head west
Ruff Ryders show y'all niggaz who rides the best