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
hit the studio and take it back to the lab

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

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

Bout' 175 will quit to open that cannon and your 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 that shit
I they suckin dick, but they thanking the game I spit

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

Through the whirl-wind I spin, intruders, we em' in
Georgia, we comin' for ya' with 50 men
In sets of 10, no sippin' gin, we steppin' in its the Crew
No flaw within, we them Youngbloodz wit' 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 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 fuckin' be, sucker free
But first get some nuts you fuck around and bite the dust
Now nigga what, so you got now if you ride out on them cruts, Hook

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

A day late and a short 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 been
And still ain't came up with nothin'

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

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

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

Always underestimated, don't gives a fuck, don't make mistakes
Shake em' off gonna get it crunk before this thang get too
Hold up, wait, my homeboys
Don't make me go 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 I speak
I'm slizzard as hell, might stomp your punk ass to

And this thang get crunk, I pack it up and take 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 ain't what the fuck you gonna do When they hit you, you for your 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 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 do this man
Hit the lab, make it talk, now you here me once
Have you jumpin' and shakin', like you off in blue flame
Whats really on holmes, can you please tell me man

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

And thats how we keep it crunk, from the to the streets
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