Down South lyrics

f/ Tre-8



[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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