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, out with the beat
We hoes off, cut em' up like a slab
hit the studio and take it back to the lab

If 5 on 2, shit its all good, we ride through the
In the 88' with that Georgia license plate These niggas, don't know
They don't even wanna show no love to a nigga, 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, down with the home team
Know what I mean, some shit, have a nigga, out
him small fast

Bout' 175 will quit to that cannon and woop your ass
But ya' wait, get a bat face on the while these hoes
on the Attic Crew, my girl already been chose
These bitches get your boy caught up in that fuck shit
I know they 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 up, without a doubt
Not a question being asked as you dash, no way out

Through the I spin, intruders, we break em' in
Georgia, we comin' for ya' with 50 men
In of 10, no sippin' gin, we steppin' 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 to three then click your shoes
Then out the door, to your hoe, down 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 be, stay sucker free
But first get some nuts before you around 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 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

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 studio and it back to the lab

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

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

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

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

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

We ain't scared, to take this thang to the streets
and Fleetwood ride good Vouges with the beat
You might not understand a damn thang I speak
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 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 bank

From the freeze-tag to the Fleetwoods, from the two 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 can't be explained, how we really do this man
Hit the lab, it talk, now you here me once again
Have you jumpin' and shakin', like you off in that blue
Whats really going on holmes, can you please me man

And how we keep it crunk, from the club 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

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