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

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

Me and my niggaz done licked shots, done hit cops
Bet niggaz can't wait till my shit drop
Treat you your moma given' lip to pop
you don't want my paper drop

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

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

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

Tell a motherfucker pull out bust a bullet out in ya safe
Nigga the keys at nigga?
Where the at nigga? 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 your nose crack

That mean I broke that I'm 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 that nigga ruff Drag-On y'all niggaz and south siders

Do y'all niggaz y'all guns, hell, yeah we bust our guns
Do you them '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

Do y'all 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 show niggaz 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, hype, now page mike
And make sure he got all the yeah,

I'm tired of niggaz be that you usin' me
Runnin' with petty ass niggaz lookin' like fools to me
I'm workin' wit some change,
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 sayin' thats the shame
But if them come they ain't gonna give no names, yeah
Playin' with the one son don't play no games, yeah

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

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, head south, east, head west
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 'till they cum, damn right we make them cum
It's for the north, head south, head east, head
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 get the message 'cause I done mailed it out
I'ma bang a hammer and I'ma nail us out

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

And I won't even sweat ya' we roll much and better
My dough is low but if drag is down on his last
I'ma reach in my sweater bet my
Make a feel heat in cold weather

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

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

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

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

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

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

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