Low Down
Intro: Me low down low down low down yeah yeah yeah Krayzie Bone up in this muthafucka Krayzie Bone up in this muthafucka my muthafuckin nigga Souljah Boy bout to shut you hoes down�shut you hoes down you know what it is? Mo' Thug click rollin too damn thick nigga rollin too damn thick what you hoes wanna do? ride ride? die die die die? what it is nigga what it is nigga? what it is nigga what it is?
Chorus: 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'mma dust your ass off with the blink of an eye�you niggas gotta die�don't ask me why but still I try with the vibes that I be givin makin money gettin spittin yall shittin down to the fuckin white meat�you hoes wanna find me and my nigga Layzie Bone ? pine trees ?? 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 yall bustas got time to play�my nigga Tombstone Krayzie Bone swing around your way your way.
Chorus
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 when the 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.
Chorus
Souljah Boy: I'm on a mission mission I'm swift when I empty my clip�you oughta beat your ass real 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 gonna lay stiff as I shift with my grip off into a whole new level.
Krayzie: Gone 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 love when 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 me just don't mix just don't mix so I grab my grip so I grab my grip I'mma kill your click I'mma kill your click that's the end of this shit that's the end of this shit so don't you ever in your muthafuckin life try to test me steppin 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 yall 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�hoe-ass muthafuckin bitches�I'm ready to kill'em wasteland wasteland wasteland wasteland soldiers soldiers soldiers they off gank yeah can you feel that? can you feel that? die wasteland wasteland wasteland wasteland soldiers soldiers soldiers.
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