Luyện nghe bài hát Down Heya (In The South)

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

Holla' at me like you know your foe, chiefin' on that
snort a lot of coke, stayed down with the home team
Know what I mean, some shit, have a nigga, out
him small fast

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

I put ass in a rap and ride out on them hoes
Get wit' my slick part now, hit the studio
Now see I jumps up, a doubt
Not a question asked as you dash, with no way out

Through the I spin, intruders, we break em' in
Atlanta Georgia, we for ya' with 50 men
In of 10, no sippin' gin, we steppin' in its the Attic Crew
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, back to your hoe, on the low
Straight, toe to toe, 'cause J-Bo is who I be, won't with you
Don't with me, so can't you see through the enemies

Where be all you can fuckin' be, stay free
But first get some nuts before you fuck around and bite the
Now what, so what you got now if you ride out on them cruts, Hook

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 studio and take it to the lab

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 a slab
hit the studio and take it back to the lab

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

Let everybody get they time to shine still 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 time don't stop, 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
keep on stackin', gotta keep on packin', slackin' gonna get me

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

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

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

And when this thang get crunk, I it up and take it to the lab
Hit gentlemens 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 do When they hit you, stick you for your bank

the freeze-tag 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, 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 again
you jumpin' and shakin', like you off in that 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 a slab
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 Capri, crunk out with the beat
We hoes off, cut em' up like a slab
Then hit the and take it back to the lab