Luyện nghe bài hát They Down With Us

Yo Pop
Let's jump in the game boy

My Bun B you know he down with us
Dog and Doc down with us
Eric B and Pimp C you know down with us
Black Rob and Eight ball down us

M.J.G. you know he with us
B-Legit and E-Feezie down us
My nigga Ke Ke he down with us
South nigga and we down tah bust I'm #1

Too many niggaz takin' rap for a
You be up for one minute and then the next flat broke
about fly bitches Dayton a Hardheaded Spokes
Pockets once was pat but now bummin' smokes

And now your gun ho got 'cha by your side
And the topic of your every conversation's let's
But let's take 5 and then put shit aside
But you know as as I know that you don't wanna die

I give ah fuck about your crew what they do
Them niggaz quick tah cock they we cock straps too
And we blast on fools fuck you
We niggaz too like Black Rob do

We straight fuck an interview
will ethnic cleanse like Hitler used to do
Bring on an interlude I'm comin' from a
if ah nigga mouth get out we aim tah hit at you

Method I'm The Original
bullshit I heard on your disc was pitiful
I'm critical-nigga I ride around and
My doin' millions you barely clock a hundred Thousand

I clock more plus do more shows
You brag on tight flows but you go gold
You sold your soul and bullshit low
Fuckin' wit' me is not so need mo'

Now the Internet, radio, prison the TV
All askin' me tah the meaning of B U N B
Well, let's see I'm broader than Broadway, Brahma's on Broadway
Got your bawd out on tah Broadway in ah broad day

Now I brought the plunger sound from down under
like when that thunder pound way from round yonder
Hey I'm from the South mane I'm the south main
Fanatical film broker Carol on South Main close your mouth mane

I ask tah see your tonsil's or your tongue
Lookin' sprung The Prince was for Rapunzel
I gets twisted like a pretzel these rappers the blues
I make this shit look crazier than tyin' my shoes

People ask me do I rhymes, I tell 'em I used to
Shit now I'm writin' history you remember
Like The Juice Crew U to the G to the K P A
Miss me bout that nigga next up is J R

Uh, tell ya Lil' J is down us
The boy Big is down with us
The nigga California is with us
You the boy Brad is down with us

The boy Big Mike down with us
Come in die candy the Tusk
Niggaz in the south side with us
Ward down tah ride down with us

Nore and breakin' 'em off
'Cuz when they think they winnin' boy your lost
I like the rye raised on gravy and rice
This rap a lot mafia super tight

Skip Daddy ain't said must of started rocks
We got game on loud bitch you ain't
Smoke stock-got blades chopped
Keep ah yell bop and ah pistol tah pop

On ah punk motherfucker shit wit ah gun
Pimp and Bun DMC and DJ Run
Everyday I come down them niggaz my game
Then ge on B E T and they don't my name

Some grip it on that other level face be they head
Bentley early 90's watchin' out for the Feds
Red the king of and I'm the airer to the throne
J-Prince done took off runnin' like Dedo

My nigga J-D you he down with us
Records is down with us
Cash Millionaires Is down with us
Pretty Boy Floyd you know he with us

Roy Jones Jr. down with us
Iron Mike Tyson down us
Lennox is down with us
And knockin' motherfuckers out is ah

Rockin' Rodney Moore down us
My Willie you know he down with us
Can't forget about Reggie he down with us
My J-Prince you know he down with us

Big Teeth and B-Dub tah bust
And these in this motherfucker down with us
Takin' out is ah must we #1