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 with the
We shakin' hoes off, cut em' up a slab
Then hit the studio and it back to the lab

If 5 on 2, shit its all good, we ride through the
In the Delta 88' with that 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 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 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 out on them hoes
Get wit' my part now, then hit the studio
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 wit' kin
No ifs, no ands, no buts, no

We after you, so what you do is count to three then your shoes
out the door, back to your hoe, down on the low
Straight, toe to toe, J-Bo is who I be, won't fuck with you
Don't with me, so can't you see through the enemies

be all you can fuckin' be, stay sucker free
But first get nuts before you fuck 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' 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 door Capri, crunk out with the
We shakin' off, cut em' up like a slab
hit the studio and take 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, U double T's
What it ain't gonna be, what it is years I been scratchin'
And still ain't came up with nothin'

Let get they time to shine still waitin' on mine
In the meantime tryin' to find a
God knows where the next one, for
Got bust in the neck, nigga cryin', but the grind don't

Like don't stop, like a nigga who drop
Casket, cover it up and ride out, got nothin' to be smilin' bout'
Only bit fake chasers, I'm tryin' to
Gotta keep on stackin', gotta 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 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
make me go upside your head
Drag your ass the club, heard what I fuckin' said

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

And when this 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 gonna do When they hit you, stick you for your

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 grain
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 flame
Whats going on holmes, can you please tell me man

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