Rock Bottom

[Intro: Bun B]

I'd advise you to turn back, It's not safe

[Chorus]

Rock, rock bottom on the map (Where it's at)

Rock, rock bottom on the map (Where's it at)

Rock, rock bottom on the map (Where it's at, where's it at)

Bottom on the map (Where's it at)

[Verse 1: Cubo]

I'm a Dade county nigga, I rest my team

Triple my dough with a triple beam

Laid back in the back with a gat on my lap

And a fat sack ready to serve a fiend

I live a dream and work my spot

I ain't talking about cooking rocks

I'm talkin' 'bout that shit you blow

When you ride around and you push that drop

Blueberry, I put you down, 38 might get you a pound

34, how the fuck you sound and 33 get a bitch shot down

Come down to Overtown

Where them boys roll with a four pound

And a 4-5 with a deuce-deuce

Piccolo boys they get loose, watch out, Cubo's coming

Coming through when he spitting something

Some of y'all ain't spitting nothing, frontin' like you killing (What)

I'ma rep 305 till the day that I die

You niggas got a problem with a nigga like me

In the club, then shit, we could go outside

Let 'em fly, grab the clip, load the clip, shoot the clip

Y'all niggas don't want no beef with me

I'm telling you, niggas, seriously

Ain't nothing wrong with bangers

Leave a nigga cooked like angus

Niggas wanna drop but they ain't us

I'm telling y'all niggas we dangerous

[Chorus]

Rock, rock bottom on the map (Where it's at)

Rock, rock bottom on the map (Where's it at)

Rock, rock bottom on the map (Where it's at, where's it at)

Bottom on the map (Where's it at)

Rock bottom on the map (Where's it at)

Rock, rock bottom on the map (Where's it at)

Rock, rock bottom on the map (Where's it at, where it's at)

Bottom on the map (Where it's at)

[Verse 2: Pitbull]

Rock, rock bottom of the map, where it's at

There's no receipts in these streets

If you cop it, you keep it, that's that

I got that falcon of glued mentality

I do this for every hood, every block

To the ones that push keys

To the ones that push petty rocks

If you pull off that, then I pull it pop

Let me show how them boys down here roll

They know how to cook a yellow slab

To match their mouth full of yellow gold

No job's but a handful of work

And the bitches down here work poles

These bootleggers pimp harder

Them niggas, they the ones that work hoes

D-A-D-E, where we sell coke and hoes

From pools to C-C-O-T to OP, Wynwood, to AP

Them boys up pull up in the van, jump out like the A-Team

And they love, and they love to spray things

Let's not talk about the night

Cause this just a motherfucking day thing

Welcome to the bottom, we call it the crib

B-E-T, that's how we live, banana clips will leave ya

You banana split, we got plenty bullets to give

So fuck that South Beach shit

Yeah, that's what it is

Next time y'all come to the bottom

Make sure y'all come over the bridge

[Chorus]

Rock, rock bottom on the map (Where it's at)

Rock, rock bottom on the map (Where's it at)

Rock, rock bottom on the map (Where it's at, where's it at)

Bottom on the map (Where's it at)

Rock bottom on the map (Where's it at)

Rock, rock bottom on the map (Where's it at)

Rock, rock bottom on the map (Where's it at, where it's at)

Bottom on the map (Where it's at)

[Verse 3: Bun B]

I'm from the bottom of the map, baby

The bottom of the atlas, the bottom of the globe

Where they stuffing dope in the mattress

And how do they cash into yours, stashing guns in they rides

And be the snitch ass niggas be badder than pride

I'm in that big body, pins on folds, no grub

I don't ride with a mark and I don't roll with scrubs

I don't party in clubs and I don't laugh and clown

Keep it one hundred and one, man, don't be fucking around

'Cause in my side of the city, pretty shit don't live

Nice shit don't exist and ain't no love to give

What you want out of this life, you gots to go out and take it

'Cause they ain't giving out no opportunities to make it

You come in this world naked and Mama can dress you

But sooner or later, you come outside

And deal with the pressure, better niggas than you done lost

That ought no to return, so whatever you've earned

Protect it or burn, It's time you learned about the

[Chorus]

Rock, rock bottom on the map (Where it's at)

Rock, rock bottom on the map (Where's it at)

Rock, rock bottom on the map (Where it's at, where's it at)

Bottom on the map (Where's it at)

Rock bottom on the map (Where's it at)

Rock, rock bottom on the map (Where's it at)

Rock, rock bottom on the map (Where's it at, where it's at)

Bottom on the map (Where it's at)