Down Here

[Verse 1: B.G.] 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 [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] 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 grass 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 [Verse 3: Juvenile] I ain't with that bull shittin' lil' one so take heed 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 loose, 'cause I'm a fool Ask a nigga who bout it, them AK's rule You better not be one of them niggas that I despise Catch you off ya bases leave the murder rate high [Verse 4: Turk] 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?