Luyện nghe bài hát Down Heya (In The South)

And thats how we keep it crunk, from the club to the
To the two door Capri, 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 to a nigga, like me, so I just stay On the grind, stay down for mine tryin' to get mine in daily

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

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

I put they ass in a rap and out on them hoes
Get wit' my slick part now, then hit the
Now see I up, without a doubt
Not a being asked 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 Youngbloodz plenty kin
No ifs, no ands, no buts, no

We after you, so what you do is count to three click your shoes
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
fuck with me, so can't you see through the enemies

Where be all you can fuckin' be, stay sucker
But first get some nuts you fuck around and bite the dust
Now nigga what, so what you got now if you 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 take it to the lab

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

A day late and a short on the cat walk, windin'
Tryin' to get meat, 22 tryin' to see 23, Shawty, three U T's
What it ain't gonna be, what it is 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 to find a loophole
God knows the next one, for dead
Got bust in the neck, cryin', but the grind don't stop

Like time don't stop, a nigga who drop
Casket, cover it up and ride out, ain't got nothin' to be 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 with the blow, don't no flow
As long as though, see hit the gas
Gotta it smart, gotta take it to the heart
Fuckin' around, gonna get you up, 4:30, the hill, law gone

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

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

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

From the freeze-tag to the Fleetwoods, from the two door to the four
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 most likely to

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

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 take it to the lab

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 take it to the lab