Текст песни Mo Thugs f Krazyie Bone, Souljah Boy - Low Down
Mo Thugs f Krazyie Bone, Souljah Boy - Low Down слова песни
(Souljah Boy)Me low down, low down, low down.Yeah, Krayzie Bone up in this muthafucka,my muthafuckin` nigga.Souljah Boy `bout to shut you hoes down.You know what it is?Mo Thug clickrollin` too damn thick, nigga.What you hoes wanna do?Ride, ride?Die, die?.What it is, nigga.What it is.(Chours)We low down, low down dirty shame,niggas actin` strange,catch a clip to the fuckin` brain.Shoot `em down, now.(Souljah Boy)Souljah Boy off in this muthafucka,`cause to point out the bitch-made suckas,thinkin` they gotta enough heat to rush us.I`m a dust your ass off with the blink of an eye.You niggas gotta die.Don`t ask me why,but still I trywith the vibes that Ibe givin`, makin` money,gettin,spittin,ya`ll shittin,down to the fuckin` white meat.You hoes wanna find meand my nigga Layzie Bone (...?...).Ain`t no comin` back, comin` back,give me some of that good shit you smokin`,got me gigged up,heat it up,lit it up,I`m straight locin`.I`m hopin` that all y`all bustas got time to play.My nigga Tombstone,Krayzie Bone,swing around your way,your way.(Chours 2x)(Krayzie)Now what if we banged your brain,put `em in a coffin, and that`s where they lay?Nigga, wanna row the boat to get chromed,dump `em in the river.Now, that`s how we play.Hey, murdered them niggas that`s plottin` to rob me.Hollow point top in your body.Nigga fin to bless your soul with a twelve gauge Mossberg,leavin` you stiff and cold.Nigga, what ya gonna do whenthe muthafuckin` thugstas come for you?You snooze, you lose, you catch this uzi.Nigga fin to shoot the po-po, too, and we do.Runnin` with a nigga with finger on his trigger,when I catch `em, I fill `em with ammunition.Hit `em with the bullet and I really meant to get ya,they miss `em.Hey, we down with the swangin`,no fake entertainin`.We quick when to fuck-a you up, oh my!Gauges and uzis and three fifty-sevens,we load `em and shoot for your head. You die!Niggas, they better test me.Leatherface quick when he pull out this weapon. [Hey.]We leavin` `em headless.Respect them Clair playas, bitch.(Chours)(Souljah Boy)I`m on a mission [mission].I`m swift when I empty my clip.You oughta` beat your assreal fast to safety, man,if a soldier`s about to rip.You get lit, get hit,as I split your shit.Ain`t worried `bout a nigga tellin`,yellin` muthafuckin` thangs.All you bitches [soldiers] gon` lay stiff,as I shift with my grip off into a whole new level.(Krayzie)Gon` on my click, and now you`re dead wrong [dead wrong].Rest in peace.They seem to be creepin` up on me lately.Fuck it, let`s all go crazy,sell weed daily,and we ready.My thugstas lovewhen we buck buck,put `em underground, fuck `em.Krayzie release them shells.I say, "say fuck it, let`s all go to Hell,"`cause I got my money,my pistol,my reefer,never forget my thugs, what?Hey, we slay.We spray.(Souljah Boy)We pray everyday,but still I see that you and mejust don`t mix,so I grab my grip.I`m a kill your click,that`s the end of this shit.So don`t you everin your muthafuckin` life try to test mesteppin` like Rambo with this bulletproof vest and with a knife.You better respect me,or I won`t think twice.I`m killin` your wife.Your bitch get sniped just like Wesley,don`t test me,don`t press me.Krayzie Bone will open up they chest, G.(Krayzie/Souljah Boy)Yeah, niggas [Nigga, yeah nigga]. Yeah, ho-ass niggas, y`all muthafuckas [Shit.] ain`t ready for this muthafuckin` real thug shit. [That`s the shit. Niggas ain`t ready.] Bone shut shit down [Shut shit down!], completely down! [completely down!] You hoes didn`t know? [Huh?] You gotta recognize. St.Clair Wasteland, nigga. [Wasteland, wasteland, wasteland, wasteland, soldiers, soldiers, soldiers] Ho-ass muthafuckin` bitches. I`m ready to kill `em! Can you feel that?