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

If 5 on 2, shit its all good, we through the hood
In the Delta 88' with that license plate These niggas, don't know
They don't even wanna show no love to a nigga, like me, so I stay 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 a lot of coke, stayed down with the home team
what I mean, some shit, have a nigga, stressed out
Make him fast

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

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

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

We after you, so you do is count to three then click your shoes
Then out the door, to your 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, stay sucker
But first get nuts before you fuck around and bite the dust
Now nigga what, so what you got now if you ride out on them cruts,

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 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 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 over years I scratchin'
And scrapin' ain't came up with nothin'

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

Like time don't stop, like a who drop
Casket, cover it up and ride out, ain't got to be smilin' bout'
Only bit fake chasers, I'm to waste
Gotta keep on stackin', gotta 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 play it smart, gotta take it to the
Fuckin' around, gonna get you fucked up, 4:30, the hill, law

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

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

And when this thang get crunk, I pack it up and it to the lab
Hit that gentlemens club and grab a of hoes off on the ass
Laugh if you will, thank its funny but it what the fuck you gonna do When they hit you, stick you for your bank

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 can't be explained, how we really do man
Hit the lab, it talk, now you here me once again
Have you jumpin' and shakin', you off in that blue flame
really going on holmes, can you please tell me man

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

And thats how we 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