Luyện nghe bài hát Down Bottom

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

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

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

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

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

Tell a motherfucker pull out bust a bullet out in ya house
Nigga where the at nigga?
Where the stash at nigga? the weed at?
pass that 'fore I pull my trigger

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

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

Do y'all niggaz y'all 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 y'all niggaz who rides the best

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

In the late night, we be high givin' you stage fright
Yo' head might explode when I with the lead pipe
And I say right, Juvenile hey tight, stay hype, now page
And sure 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 some change,
And ain't to put 50 up on ya brain, yeah

You 'bout warin' ya people I'm the same, yeah
Look, I'ma have some body thats the shame game
But if them people they ain't gonna give no names, yeah
Playin' with the number one son play no games, yeah

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

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

Do y'all niggaz 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 gonna show y'all niggaz who rides the best

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

East, west the right this for my up north
My guns made in China so you dust off
'Cause when they getcha you gonna be
I always got I never ass bet ya'

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

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

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

'Cause like two sticks rubbin' flame you
Don't try to be me I ain't you
'Fore I have spirits with the angels
My shorty keep a gun on the

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

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

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

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

Do y'all niggaz 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, east, head west
Ryders gonna show y'all niggaz who rides the best