Luyện nghe bài hát It's on Down Here

It was this nigga with this black
chris
He had at cott but he missed
error
Now he riding in
Over ever looking
I told him when he came he
stayed in brooklyn
Reason
knew that he was kin to pat reed
Pat had lied they
So they for them keys
Now can you see bragging get ya?
niggas ain't shooting for fun
They to hit ya and
And dead for
Now I'm riding with
Too drunk to be the wheel
But packing my
Just in they need the thrill
up to the hill
It's every weekend
The in the car,
We need fucking hoes to get in
And that's
(boom, boom, boom, boom)
Ooh wee
The mutherfucking sounds was to kill me
All I see is niggas running, jumping off in the
Put my finger on my so my nigga I'm ready
Is that
Slouched over in nova my nigga
Indeed, yes it was
Guess what, chris 'cause
know what
Man this just ain't gone disappear
So you get ya shit
it's on down here!

Chorus:it's on here!
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Troy: yeah, fuck all y'all up north mutherfuckers, all of
wu-tang, fuck puffy, fuck the law
Whoever the hell, em all

I knew that was coming back 'cause cott been a fool
That nigga had a m-16 up at the
nigga one of two
Mutherfuckers that I
That's gone start fucking shit
he fucking go
Who the
Cott's kareem
He 15
Got the milli 14 the infa red beam
And the green lac
With duals on the back
Put some shoes on that
And stole all that
fact, him and mac
Every game
Other niggas to hang
But they to bring the pain
the same out come
Out come of the
We give a damn you from
lay it down

(chorus)