Luyện nghe bài hát They Down With Us

Yo Pop
Let's jump in the fight boy

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

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

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

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

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

We criminals fuck an interview
J-Prince ethnic cleanse like Hitler used to do
on an interlude I'm comin' from a school
Where if ah mouth get out we aim tah hit at you

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

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

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

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

I ain't ask tah see tonsil's or your tongue
sprung like The Prince was for Rapunzel
I twisted like a pretzel these rappers cryin' the blues
'Cuz I make this shit look crazier tyin' my shoes

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

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

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

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

Skip ain't said must of started smokin' rocks
We got game on bitch you ain't proud
Smoke private stock-got blades
ah young yell bop and ah pistol tah pop

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

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

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

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

Rockin' Rodney Moore down us
My nigga Willie you he down with us
forget about Reggie 'cuz he down with us
My nigga J-Prince you know he with us

Big Teeth and B-Dub down tah
And these niggaz in this down with us
motherfuckers out is ah must we #1