Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I'm Gonna Put You Down, artist - Gangstagrass. Album song Lightning on the Strings, Thunder on the Mic, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 24.05.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Rench Audio
Song language: English
I'm Gonna Put You Down |
Niggas can't move me, I focus runnin' the streets |
Like a rumor, whippin' pillas like a ferris wheel |
An everything I said, I says it real |
See I love the hood and the hood loves me |
It's a thin line between hate and love |
Cross it and take a slug |
Then I'll erase your mug |
So embrace the plug or get placed above |
People ask how I follow God and still curse |
That's the lingo of the hood, dammit, you don't understand it |
So while y'all in church, preachin' to the upper-class |
Kissin' ass, I'm in the trenches with gangstas |
Showin' 'em ways to get paid without pushing powder |
But pushin' power. |
If you don't know the hood |
Then don't speak unless you spoken to |
Your comments'll end up chokin' you |
Or stomping you, I promise you |
Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow |
Dig a hole in the cold, cold ground |
Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow |
I'm gonna put you down |
Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow |
Dig a hole in the cold, cold ground |
Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow |
I'm gonna put you down |
I roam with guns loaded, homey |
They get it poppin' |
Click-clack, click-clack, click-clack bodies droppin' |
They were cool when they missed you, but that was luck |
They comin' through tomorrow, shorty, that's what's up |
Cock back they thang-thang, hit you with they bang-bang |
Stand over your body and hit you with the same thang |
We were tight for a minute, ridin' the same lane |
You switched colors, say goodbye to your brain, man |
Thought I was bangin' you wifey, that wasn't me |
You got stomped at the party, now that was me |
Face to face, only a bitch do stunt you |
Like all talk, only a real dude bust you |
Don't go bustin' your eye in front of your girl |
While trippin' on your Timber's, fuck your world |
I want dues when I'm walking the hood |
Shit ain't pretty, from the asterick city, I spit gritty |
Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow |
Dig a hole in the cold, cold ground |
Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow |
I'm gonna put you down |
Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow |
Dig a hole in the cold, cold ground |
Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow |
I'm gonna put you down |
Dumb fucks think rap music causes violence |
Any albums that I push can't put Iraq to silence |
Vietnam, Desert Storm wasn't because of Killer Cam |
My beef with 50 Cent, or Gam Hei? |
Chicks be spazzin' out, makin' me crazy |
Forget a baby, go half on a 3-80 |
Rolex, take two and pass that, my songs like thongs |
Cuz they get all up in your ass-crack |
Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow |
Dig a hole in the cold, cold ground |
Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow |
I'm gonna put you down |
Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow |
Dig a hole in the cold, cold ground |
Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow |
I'm gonna put you down |