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?