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
Short Dog and Doc with us
Eric B and Pimp C you they 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 Young Ke Ke he down with us
South Side nigga and we tah bust I'm #1

Too many niggaz rap for a joke
You be up for one minute and then the next you're broke
Rhyme about fly Dayton a Hardheaded Spokes
once was pat but now your bummin' smokes

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

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

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

subliminal I'm The Original
That I heard on your disc was pitiful
I'm I ride around and housin'
My records doin' you barely clock a hundred Thousand

I clock more dough plus do more
You brag on tight flows but you go gold
You sold soul and bullshit sound low
Fuckin' wit' me is not so nine 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 than Broadway, rollin' Brahma's on Broadway
Got your bawd out on tah Broadway in ah broad day

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

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

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

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

The boy Big still down with us
Come in die candy sippin' the
in the south side down with us
Fifth Ward tah ride down with us

Nore and Ross 'em off
'Cuz when they think they fucked boy your lost
I like the rye white on gravy and rice
rap a lot mafia life super tight

Skip Daddy said must of started smokin' rocks
We got game on loud bitch you proud
private stock-got blades chopped
Keep ah yell bop and ah pistol tah pop

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

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

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

Roy Jr. he's down with us
Iron Tyson down with us
Lennox Lewis is with us
And knockin' out is ah must

Rockin' Moore down with us
My nigga Willie you know he down us
Can't forget Reggie 'cuz he down with us
My nigga you know he down with us

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