Текст (слова) песни: Partners-N-Crime f Tre-8 - Down South

[Chorus: repeat 4X]
Down South we play the game, we play it raw

[First Verse: Kangol Slim]
I`m strictly bout makin` my money
Strictly bout makin` my cheese
All these haters straight hatin` me
Cuz I`m on a paper chase for the collard greens
Monitor this, I handle my biz
Support me and my kids, I gotta get the dividends
Even if it mean committin` a sin, kickin` doors in
Muthafucka you a foe or friend?
Game is real, we playin` it raw
Down South, if you got it to see, we runnin` off in your house
Duct tapin` your arms, your legs, and your fuckin` mouth
When we get what we want, tellin` you to ride out
Never leavin` a trace
Sprinkle some ye round the place
Now you`re known to the D.A.
That`s a closed case
So don`t fuck with them hounds
We lay it down
Ask a clown when we buck around
Muthafuckas better lay down
We play it raw

[Chorus] (2x)

[Second Verse: Tre-8]
I`m missin` a certified death wish
Nigga wanna step to this gettin` blows to the dome
And I cock the chrome, it`s on, strong gone
Niggas don`t last long, I got`z to get my blast on
With the black mask on
Got a tool for my getaway
Servin` with the AK got the double clip
Plus the hollow tips nigga make way
You`ll get blazed today
And I`ma say what I gotta say
Niggas gotta play, the game how I play the game
Droppin` bombs on your town everytime mane
It ain`t a tongue it`s a mind thang
Funky little rhyme game
Where nobody go, nigga movin` too slow
I don`t changed the whole time frame
Now it`s rangin` and clangin` them bitches
We stained them bitches, lookin` stupid like hoes
Bringin` the pain to these hoes
With flows and blows of death
Makin` niggas sweat like hot sauce
Runnin` up my block bruh
Make me put my top down
Break you off proper
Pussy poppers over the World had better hide
Look into my eyes as I cock the nine
Niggas die when they try to see me
Nobody can beat me rappin` this fast and easy
The sequel, me runnin` with PNC, G, and we be raw
We be the coldest muthafuckas that you ever saw nigga we be raw

[Chorus] (2x)

[Third Verse: Misdemeanor]
We bes, the dopest muthafuckas that you ever saw
Spinnin` out of Lexus cars playin` the game raw
These niggas better recognize the real when caps get peeled
Me and my nigga Tre leavin` brains just spilled
That`s on the real, you can get killed
If you want, hit your ass two times up in the chest with the pump
Throw your ass in the back of the flip-flop trunk
Ride wit`cha your lady I`ll dump you off at the dump
When ya hurtin` for birth, til` the day you live the Earth
When you was on, that bitch should`ve worn a fuckin` skirt
Ol, sissy ass nigga I had to get wit`cha
Now your Mom and Dad sayin` they miss ya, had to give `em a tissue

[Chorus] (4x)

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Partners-N-Crime f Tre-8 - Down South [Chorus: repeat 4X] Down South we play the game, we play it raw [First Verse: Kangol Slim] I`m strictly bout makin` my money Strictly bout makin` my cheese All these haters straight hatin` me Cuz I`m on a paper chase for the collard greens Monitor this, I handle my biz Support me and my kids, I gotta get the dividends Even if it mean committin` a sin, kickin` doors in Muthafucka you a foe or friend? Game is real, we playin` it raw Down South, if you got it to see, we runnin` off in your house Duct tapin` your arms, your legs, and your fuckin` mouth When we get what we want, tellin` you to ride out Never leavin` a trace Sprinkle some ye round the place Now you`re known to the D.A. That`s a closed case So don`t fuck with them hounds We lay it down Ask a clown when we buck around Muthafuckas better lay down We play it raw [Chorus] (2x) [Second Verse: Tre-8] I`m missin` a certified death wish Nigga wanna step to this gettin` blows to the dome And I cock the chrome, it`s on, strong gone Niggas don`t last long, I got`z to get my blast on With the black mask on Got a tool for my getaway Servin` with the AK got the double clip Plus the hollow tips nigga make way You`ll get blazed today And I`ma say what I gotta say Niggas gotta play, the game how I play the game Droppin` bombs on your town everytime mane It ain`t a tongue it`s a mind thang Funky little rhyme game Where nobody go, nigga movin` too slow I don`t changed the whole time frame Now it`s rangin` and clangin` them bitches We stained them bitches, lookin` stupid like hoes Bringin` the pain to these hoes With flows and blows of death Makin` niggas sweat like hot sauce Runnin` up my block bruh Make me put my top down Break you off proper Pussy poppers over the World had better hide Look into my eyes as I cock the nine Niggas die when they try to see me Nobody can beat me rappin` this fast and easy The sequel, me runnin` with PNC, G, and we be raw We be the coldest muthafuckas that you ever saw nigga we be raw [Chorus] (2x) [Third Verse: Misdemeanor] We bes, the dopest muthafuckas that you ever saw Spinnin` out of Lexus cars playin` the game raw These niggas better recognize the real when caps get peeled Me and my nigga Tre leavin` brains just spilled That`s on the real, you can get killed If you want, hit your ass two times up in the chest with the pump Throw your ass in the back of the flip-flop trunk Ride wit`cha your lady I`ll dump you off at the dump When ya hurtin` for birth, til` the day you live the Earth When you was on, that bitch should`ve worn a fuckin` skirt Ol, sissy ass nigga I had to get wit`cha Now your Mom and Dad sayin` they miss ya, had to give `em a tissue [Chorus] (4x) Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Down South: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/115/1/7695.html Все тексты песен: Partners-N-Crime f Tre-8 » Partners-N-Crime f Tre-8 - Down South Рекомендуем скачать: » Шуфутинский Михаил - Зойка » Шуфутинский Михаил - Ах, эти ночи » Шухрат Хусаинов - Посвящение Красноярску » Шамиль Абряров - Тетива » Шура, Shura - Холодная луна » Шелег Михаил - ОДИН » Шамиль Абряров - Молчи. Они тебя воруют... » Шухрат Хусаинов - Ты навряд ли мне поверишь, но было... » Шива - Я посылаю все (совместно с Захаром Май) » Штар - Красное платье » Шуфутинский Михаил - Вязаный жакет » Шумов Василий [Центр] - Горизонтальные люди » Шура, Shura - Твори добро » Шура, Shura - Не говори о любви » Шура - Отшумели летние дожди » Шухрат Хусаинов - Еще один в нехоженной дали... » Шелег Михаил - ОТГУЛЯЮ » Шухрат Хусаинов - Сбежать от дурочки-разлучницы... » Шухрат Хусаинов - Почти что романс » Шелег Михаил - СВЕТ МОЙ
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