They Got Down

[Intro] Ooh Oh, we know Oh [?] [?] baby [?] Ooh, oh, so cold Think I fell, think I fell for you, baby [Chorus: Fat Ray & Bruiser Wolf] They got down on you They got down on you (They got down on you like fuck you and your children) They got down on you (They got down on you like fuck you and your children) They got down on you (They got down on you, down on you) They got down on you (Uh, they got down on you like fuck you and your children) They got down on you [Verse: Bruiser Wolf] Wanna lay up with my bitch and cake up We break up and then we make up I got my weight up, they got they hate up They mad at me, I got the bag on me I cannot change my ways Yeah, I sold dope and some crack cocaine And my block jump and my phone still bang I shouldn't be trappin' but it's hard to maintain But for real, connected to the streets Connected to the streets like the front lawn in your driveway I swear, I'd rather just chill Be at the crib with my kids and pay the bills It's better than what you niggas sellin' pills It's better than what you niggas sittin' in a cell But that don't make me better 'Cause we stretch cheddar like mozzarella Remember, I'm on the block with the home team We got it locked like the home screen Can you picture me swerving? I've been waiting for my day to come, just like a virgin Mask on my face in case you sneeze They got they knee on my neck and I can't breathe But Donald Trump [?] I'm a dope dealer, I voted for the white girl The white girl The white girl