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

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

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

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

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

Spit like a fire but you touch black
All you can do is cuss back and read
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
where the keys at nigga?
Where the stash at nigga? Where the at?
Nigga pass that I pull my trigger

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

That mean I that I'm fittin' to po-po
Wit a flame thrower like I yo' befo', ya know
You can't handle it you can put me on wax but my fire candles
And who that nigga 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 cum, damn right we make them cum
It's for the north, south, head 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 fuck them 'till they cum, right we make them cum
It's for the north, head south, east, head west
Ruff Ryders gonna show niggaz who rides the best

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

I'm tired of niggaz be thinkin' you usin' me
with them petty ass niggaz lookin' like fools to me
I'm workin' wit some change,
And ain't afraid to put 50 up on ya brain,

You 'bout warin' over ya I'm the same, yeah
Look, I'ma some body sayin' thats the shame game
But if them people come ain't gonna give no names, yeah
Playin' with the number one son don't 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 ruff your ass then
Cashin' for money Juve gettin' nothin', that shit is funny

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

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

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

And I even sweat 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 come to my shit you betta get her
Be a dog with a bone I run with her
Y'all me so tired y'all niggaz still rappin'

y'all don't know my flows fire
Y'all ain't got y'all ain't got y'all suits
Probaly got a gun that ain't never
they come you better hope they don't name you

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

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

Is you niggaz bustin' or you ain't bustin' none, ha
You want to fuck'em they cum, ha
Drag-on double 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, head east, head
Ruff Ryders gonna show y'all 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 gonna show y'all who rides the best

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