Luyện nghe bài hát Down Bottom (Video Version/Remix)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Do y'all niggaz bust 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, head east, head
Ruff Ryders show y'all niggaz who rides the best

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

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

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

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

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

Do y'all niggaz bust y'all guns, hell, we bust our guns
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 y'all niggaz who rides the

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

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

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

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

Like y'all don't know my fire
Y'all ain't got y'all boots ain't got y'all
Probaly got a gun that ain't shoot
they come you better hope they don't name you

'Cause two sticks rubbin' I'll flame you
Don't try to be me 'cause I you
'Fore I your spirits with the angels
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 couldn't borrow a belt
Who wit you is gonna jail

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

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

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, head
Ruff Ryders gonna show y'all niggaz who the best

Do y'all niggaz y'all guns, hell, yeah we bust 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 show y'all niggaz who the best

Do niggaz 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