Luyện nghe bài hát Down South

(akinyele) -

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

(rap bone)
Now where I'm these niggas dobn't pimp they pro
Nautica shirts hats
And sweats
And litle got through the mall like packs of wild animals
Anticipating the
In my
Pretty (? ) bitches get
they stock just drop
They rpops go
So tell me pimping heartless
From to charlotte
I got (? ) goddesses
On our twenty,
A late night
We coming back from hype shit
freaknik
Possibly
Chilling hook dogs
Smelling the
Drinking wine, 1989
I'm blinding in the set
And let the sunlight
Making to remain for ill and tight
all space and time
So here to 19 ninety something
My word is as
I hate to hear my real niggas
So I'm going to represent my shit
And hit the
All of angles
Strangling
With electric car
And calling out the frauds like we on fire

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

(joelle)
I yous down like molecules
When I play them
I'm that little nast nigga
the ladies sneaking on the jewels
The is calm
But my words are
Like
I might
A cum shit
But it won't stop me from my thang
I
When I
>from my native
Upstate south cleve anderson
unexpected
They expect it the same
get in line
Like in the (? ? )
We can't be
up down here
You didn't worry about no ride or no high priced
You got to say boogy
in like a champ
Wearing fake gold and no shirt is how we pimp
On all
The north south and the west
To niggas got keys got pain got
went to dope
And dope to fat
Next thing you the fools are busting all the gats
Except the
So you had to deal dark
Smoking in the club
They don't dance they just just
Drinking malt liquor
ass niggas
Booty

To them asses move quicker
I picture
We dirty floor mats
Ride in the sports coupes big fly

(akinyele)
I go down to bust a nut
On a down slut
her in the face and tell her girl I want to fuuuuuck
She be shiiiiiit
There ak-nel go with that new york
take a liiick
I grinning
Cause I'm to hit it up
(? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? )
to the light
She be
I to go flick it up
I'm gorilla like king
While you niggas is little monkeys mighty joe young
Out of town I know with correct id
In other words i95 is you find me
And buy from me
In exchange for
maps
Got me gats
>from the
And the tackle that
it back
To my new york money
Who smoke a lot and get high like sky
south I know girls who straight want to rape us
My niggas rap bone and chock to tape us
My nigga joelle got some bitches flying in from
I got some girls in la who play like the

Because r us
Everywhere we go mad love show us
Even girls who don't us
to suck our dicks for us