Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Down Here , by - Hot Boys. Release date: 31.12.2002
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Down Here |
| You know about the hot boys nigga, you know about the hot boys nigga |
| Nigga say New Orleans fake, nigga better fear down here |
| We have mo' murders than the days and a year down here |
| You got coke we’d a make ya disappear down here |
| You outta line we’d a leave ya block clear down here |
| If you ain’t from here, you better not come live down here |
| We drank champagne we don’t fuck with beer down here |
| We straight snakes we come at’cha from the rear down here |
| We straight guerrillas you get it how you live down here |
| I’ma chopper toter I ain’t never showed no fear |
| I duct tape ya rope ya and cut ya from ear ta ear |
| B Geezy is one of the hottest niggas in the pad |
| Get outta line with me and I’ll leave ya shit flat |
| Clickin' and clackin' blacka and bangin' ridin' at night |
| Jackin' and slangin' hustlin' and peerin' man that’s my life |
| Baby, slim, fresh, juve, weezy, turk, that’s my clique |
| Disrespect 'em a get 'cha call ta the morgue quick nigga |
| You know about the hot boys |
| Disrespect 'em a get a call ta the morgue quick |
| I come with, K’s and Glocks, ready ta spray the block |
| Raise the spot, blica-blazin' hot |
| See I’m the, youngest C.M.B. |
| nigga holly grove hard hitter |
| Get rid of niggas if you come with the correct scrilla |
| I’m on de’netha dela it turn me ta killer |
| Say it’s a shame 'cause Wayne an untamed guerrilla |
| Ya got the dope and ya-ya you drop it like it burn |
| I get that rope and tape and I gotta have yurn |
| I know I’m raw I know I’m out thea' bad |
| But I get it how I live 'cause that drought ain’t playin' |
| And I’m 'bout that cash, so I can bounce back fast |
| So I gotta dress in black with dirty Reboks and mask |
| Pass me the smell of braise let me blow out my brain |
| I’m on the block, hotter than a trench ready ta do it again |
| Lil' weezy hot boy have you feelin' the flames |
| 'Cause these blood stains, in ya, Hilfiger my man |
| I ain’t with that bull shittin' lil' one so take heave |
| I ain’t gonna stop until all of you bitches leave |
| You mothafuckin' right I got a complex |
| You mothafuckin' right I’m takin' hits, with a contract |
| Been in nigga everywhere but under the foots |
| I’m try’na take lil' daddy head outta the roots |
| I’ll catch him in the broad daylight I won’t give a fuck |
| Find me a illegal dice game we gon' fuck it up |
| Because niggas, try they best, ta catch me |
| But I ain’t, gonna let 'em, stretch me |
| I’m not, abouta run, 'cause I’m a soulja |
| I keeps, me a gun, when in that nolia |
| My tongue, never lose, 'cause I’m a fool |
| Ask a nigga who bout it, them AK’s rule |
| You better not be running through niggas that I despise |
| Catch you off ya bases leave the murder rate high |
| Uptown is where I’m from Magnolia soulja 'til I die |
| Keep a chopper with a drum realest they come ready ta ride |
| I never been a hoe nigga I been 'bout drama |
| Never hung with the young niggas I run with the ol' timers |
| Nigga want start something won’t talk about you bring it |
| If you up weight it don’t stunt we leave you banged |
| You didn’t say you didn’t, be a man don’t be no hoe |
| If you live by the gun then by the gun is how you go |
| Niggas don’t fight no more all they do is slang that iron |
| Niggas they killin' slow that’s how it go in |
| Ain’t no rules too this shit spread when you wan' spread it |
| Shoot then talk later play it how you wan' play it |
| You got a problem with me nigga we can do it how you wanna |
| Spin a bend in broad daylight and I bet’cha you be a goner |
| Shit nigga I’m goin' all out behind mine |
| Burn your block down, at any given time nigga, what? |
| Nigga, what? |
| Nigga, what? |
| Nigga, what? |
| we come na tear it up, what? |