Luyện nghe bài hát Down Heya (In The South)

And thats how we 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 and take it back to the lab

If 5 on 2, its all good, we ride through 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 On the grind, stay down for mine tryin' to get mine in daily

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

Bout' 175 will quit to open 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 stankin' bitches get your boy up in that fuck shit
I know they suckin dick, but thanking the game I spit

I put ass in a rap and ride out on them hoes
Get wit' my slick part now, then hit the
Now see I jumps up, without a
Not a question being as you dash, with no way out

the whirl-wind I spin, intruders, we break em' in
Atlanta Georgia, we comin' for ya' 50 men
In sets of 10, no sippin' gin, we in its the Attic Crew
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 three then click your
Then out the door, back to your hoe, on the low
Straight, toe to toe, 'cause J-Bo is who I be, fuck with you
Don't with me, so can't you see through the enemies

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

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

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

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

Let everybody get they time to still waitin' on mine
In the meantime tryin' to a loophole
God knows where the next one, for
Got bust in the neck, nigga cryin', but the grind stop

Like don't stop, like a nigga who drop
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 store 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, get you fucked up, 4:30, the hill, law gone

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

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

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

From the to the Fleetwoods, from 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 that
Who got the green, who got the chains, who got the
I got the Fleetwood, most likely to complain

See somethings can't be explained, how we do this man
Hit the lab, make it talk, now you me once again
Have you jumpin' and shakin', like you off in that flame
Whats really going on holmes, can you tell me man

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

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