Luyện nghe bài hát Down Heya (In The South)

And thats how we keep it crunk, from the to the streets
To the two door Capri, crunk out with the
We shakin' hoes off, cut em' up a slab
Then hit the studio and take it to the lab

If 5 on 2, shit its all good, we ride the hood
In the Delta 88' with that Georgia license plate These niggas, know
They don't even wanna show no love to a nigga, like me, so I just stay On the grind, stay for mine tryin' to get mine in daily

Holla' at me like you know your foe, on that green
Never snort a lot of coke, stayed down the home team
Know what I mean, some shit, a nigga, stressed out
Make him fast

175 will quit to open that cannon and woop your ass
But ya' wait, get a bat face on the one-time while these
Choose on the Crew, my girl already been chose
These bitches get your boy caught up in that fuck shit
I know suckin dick, but they thanking the game I spit

I put ass in a rap and ride out on them hoes
Get wit' my part now, then hit the studio
Now see I jumps up, a doubt
Not a question being asked as you dash, no way out

Through the whirl-wind I spin, intruders, we em' in
Atlanta Georgia, we for ya' with 50 men
In sets of 10, no sippin' gin, we steppin' in its the Attic
No flaw within, we them wit' plenty kin
No ifs, no ands, no buts, no

We after you, so what you do is count to then click your shoes
Then out the door, back to hoe, down on the low
Straight, toe to toe, 'cause is who I be, won't fuck with you
fuck with me, so can't you see through the enemies

Where be all you can fuckin' be, sucker free
But first get some nuts before you fuck and bite the dust
Now nigga what, so what you got now if you out on them cruts, Hook

And thats how we it crunk, from the club to the streets
To the two door Capri, crunk out with the
We hoes off, cut em' up like a slab
Then hit the and take it back to the lab

And how we keep it crunk, from the club to the streets
To the two Capri, crunk out with the beat
We hoes off, cut em' up like a slab
Then hit the studio and take it to the lab

A day late and a dolla' short on the cat walk,
Tryin' to get meat, 22 to see 23, Shawty, three U double T's
What it ain't gonna be, what it is years I been scratchin'
And scrapin' still ain't came up with

Let everybody get they time to shine still waitin' on
In the meantime to find a loophole
God knows the next one, for dead
Got bust in the neck, nigga cryin', but the grind don't

Like time don't stop, like a nigga who
Casket, cover it up and out, ain't got nothin' to be smilin' bout'
Only bit chasers, I'm tryin' to waste
keep on stackin', gotta keep on packin', slackin' gonna get me

Hemmed up, posted up in the with the blow, don't show no flow
As long as though, see hit the gas
play it smart, gotta take it to the heart
Fuckin' around, gonna get you up, 4:30, the hill, law gone

Always underestimated, great gives a fuck, don't make mistakes
Shake em' off gonna get it crunk before thang get too late
Hold up, wait, my homeboys
Don't make me go upside head
your ass across the club, heard what I fuckin' said

We ain't scared, prepared to take this to the streets
Caprice and Fleetwood ride Vouges with the beat
You might not understand a damn that I speak
I'm slizzard as hell, stomp your punk ass to sleep

And when thang get crunk, I pack it up and take it to the lab
Hit that gentlemens and grab a couple of hoes off on the ass
if you will, thank its funny but it ain't what the fuck you gonna do When they hit you, stick you for your bank

From the freeze-tag to the Fleetwoods, the two door to the four door
Who got the leather, who got the cloth, who got the
With all the hoes, who got the gold, who got grain
Who got the green, who got the chains, who got the
I got the Fleetwood, girls likely to complain

See somethings be explained, how we really do this man
Hit the lab, make it talk, now you here me again
Have you jumpin' and shakin', like you off in that blue
Whats going on holmes, can you please tell me man

And thats how we keep it crunk, from the to the streets
To the two Capri, crunk out with the beat
We shakin' hoes off, cut em' up a slab
Then hit the studio and take it to the lab

And how we keep it crunk, from the club to the streets
To the two door Capri, crunk out with the
We shakin' off, cut em' up like a slab
Then hit the and take it back to the lab