Luyện nghe bài hát Down South

(akinyele) -

You I'm new york
And with my down south niggas
this year
My nigga rap came to tear the club up
Yo my nigga chock to tear the club up
My nigga joelle came to the club up
And this shit here should get all the up
for (the money makers)
What (the shakers)
Yea (my niggas)
And who (the playa haters)
Yea (the fakers)
Ha (the immitaters)
Yo this is for who (the makers)
Yea (the shakers)
Ha (my niggas)
Yo and fuck who (the haters)
Yea (the fakers)
And the (immitaters)

(rap bone)
Now I'm from these niggas dobn't pimp they pro
shirts game hats
And sweats
And litle got through the mall like packs of wild animals
the showdown
In my
Pretty (? ) bitches get
Then they stock drop
rpops go bankrupt
So tell me who's pimping
jacksonville to charlotte
I got (? ) goddesses
On our twenty,
A lonely night
We coming back some hype shit
Like
daytona
Chilling hook dogs
the aroma
Drinking wine, from
I'm blinding in the set
And let the sunlight
Making vows to remain for ill and
Throughout all space and
So from here to 19 something
My is as money
I hate to hear my real hungry
So I'm going to represent with my
And hit the
All of angles
niggas
With car wire
And calling out the frauds we fucking on fire

(chock)
Now most chicks get back blown
I let my act roll
Conference on a phone
I chock and rap
Joelle will chrome
All through your back
And I'm no
But will still aim at black dome
And you
In a honda or if I need to
You bet we to get crunk
We in a trunk
When I catch second hand from your whenyou flame your skunk
Then take all bank in the game we tunk
I'm drunk, I vs, in a bubble gs
All double bs
So on top look like a with ds
syndrome
But if you want to find me come wisdom
How do I say calmly
You a kid son
And you need a up so go get a papshmere
And if to my wear
I'd two gats bare
Only a few clear
On how I do there

(joelle)
I wreck yous down like
When I them fools
I'm just that nast nigga
With the ladies on the jewels
The voice is
But my are strong
hurricanes
I might
A cum shit
But it won't stop me from doing my
I
When I
my native land
Upstate south west anderson
It's
They expect it the same
get in line
Like in the (? ? )
We be wrong
Growing up down
You didn't worry about no ride or no high gear
You got to boogy say
Rode in like a
fake gold chain and no shirt is how we pimp
On all
The south east and the west
To got keys got pain got fresh
Fresh to dope
And went to fat
Next you know the fools are busting all the gats
the parts
So you had to deal before
Smoking in the club
They don't they just just party
Drinking cold liquor
ass niggas
Booty

To make asses move quicker
I that
We like floor mats
in the sports coupes big jeeps fly

(akinyele)
I go down south to a nut
On a down south
Look her in the face and tell her girl I to fuuuuuck
She be shiiiiiit
There go with that new york diiiiiiick
Here take a
I beginning
I'm ready to hit it up
(? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? )
Point to the
She be
I to go flick it up
I'm gorilla like kong
While you niggas is little monkeys mighty joe young
Out of I know crackers with correct id
In other i95 is where you find me
And buy guns me
In for crack
Road
Got me transporting
the north
And the tackle that
Bringing it
To my new money makers
Who smoke a lot and get high sky scrapers
Down south I know girls who straight want to us
My niggas rap and chock here to tape us
My nigga joelle got some flying in from jamaica
I got some in la who play like the lakers

Because r us
we go mad love they show us
Even who don't know us
Want to suck our for us