Down Like Thatは、アルバム『{albumName}』の一部として1999年11月30日にEmpire RecordingsによりリリースされましたTha Rippla
BPM77
メロディック度
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ヴァランス
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ダンサビリティ
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エネルギー
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歌詞
Well it's like this, I'ma keep it plain, I mean swift
Got AKs cocked and aimin', sprayin' for you ready to trip
Keep it on your hip, if you ain't steady, boy, we ready to spray
Lickin' down the bottles but we know you
Punk ass **** wasn't raised up that way
Especially now today, these **** be
Talkin' shit and poppin' they trunk
**** just don't know I'ma be so calm
And bitch, that's just like I'm crunk
So you wanna dump? I specialize in aimin', pickin' off figures
Don't even recognize you as ****
Better get on back 'fore I attack like cobras, poison this venom
Get 'em, they comin'
**** heard Stoney Crook was runnin'
I wasn't there for the confrontation, ****
If I was, I'd have been straight dumpin'
Now it's comin' for you talkin' shit
Watch out, Stoney Crook be bombin', bitch
Now you all up on my dick, ain't it bad enough that I got your bitch?
Now switch to another level, smokin' my weed
We get it bad enough from police, don't need you fuckin' with me
And got your bitch comin' over with the pounds and sacks
And she gon' give them hoes to me, she say she down like that
We from the South, we push it down like that
And don't you **** try to hate because we clowns on that
Yes, we from Dallas and our city full of towns of MACs
Where even bitches get they riches, ****
Pounds and sacks (Believe that, Flip)
We from the South, we push it down like that
And don't you **** try to hate because we clowns on that
Yes, we from Dallas and our city full of towns of MACs
Where even bitches get they riches, ****
Pounds and sacks (Believe that, Flip)
Go get your money 'cause it's comin', playa, you don't wanna miss it
It's the Rockler who gon' rock it with the Rippler who gon' rip it
**** trippin' 'cause we pimpin' and I'm drippin' nothin' but ice
Got your sister and your wife hollerin', they ain't nothin' nice
Pay the price 'cause you done lost 'em and we flossin' with precaution
If these haters run up on me, I'ma let loose some exhaustion
Ain't no bossin' on my block, see, that's why I keep a Glock
And my girl, she keep tellin' me, "Boy, K-Rock, you need to stop"
So I'ma drop out so clean, get some weed and some Hennessy
Write me up a rhyme, hit the stage, rockin' with the G's
You ain't never seen these playas come out of nowhere
Only to get this money, no money, playa, I don't care
Now what you hollerin' 'bout? 'Cause in the South, you will get domed
Young **** be gettin' they cap peeled for actin' like they grown
And we chiefin' on them, some shit they
Put in folks when they be sleepin'
**** run up like Felicia, askin' what it is we chiefin'
We from the South, we push it down like that
And don't you **** try to hate because we clowns on that
Yes, we from Dallas and our city full of towns of MACs
Where even bitches get they riches, ****
Pounds and sacks (Believe that, Flip)
We from the South, we push it down like that
And don't you **** try to hate because we clowns on that
Yes, we from Dallas and our city full of towns of MACs
Where even bitches get they riches, ****
Pounds and sacks (Believe that, Flip)
Can't overlook it, we too crooked, recognize these talents
I was born in Dallas where we withstand our battles
And the cattle, we just huntin' for us **** to eat
So we stay strong on our feet, ****, we don't quit 'til defeat
Stack up on heat and we're ready, not for drama, for fetti
'Cause these **** takin' paper but I'm blastin' 'em steady
Here to tell it like it is, Crooks ain't got nothin' to give
Tryna show me where you live, big mistake, I'm in your crib
Worth a kill, I know you got the weed here today
It don't matter, when we scatter, we gon' find it here the way
Pistol play, bullet holes in the wall from the tusslin'
Hungry and I'm strugglin', believe I'm po' hustlin'
But tougher than motherfuckers, take me out to beef
I got venom in my veins, I'm not the same, beware of me
Best to flee 'fore the wrath of me get mixed up with my mood swing
Attitude has switched, so watch the shit these crooked fools bring
And we ain't trippin', we just down like this
It's been a long time comin', ****, bounce to this
We bring the clips and flip the script, ready, waitin', bust a trip
Chemotherapy's in order, abattoir and feds will slaughter
What a horror, but still, I find the time to smoke and chill
Cool and calm is how I feel, Dallas, Texas, flexin' skills, ****
Uh, it's just like that, boy
Uh, Stoney Crook
We from the South, we push it down like that
And don't you **** try to hate because we clowns on that
Yes, we from Dallas and our city full of towns of MACs
Where even bitches get they riches, ****
Pounds and sacks (Believe that, Flip)
We from the South, we push it down like that
And don't you **** try to hate because we clowns on that
Yes, we from Dallas and our city full of towns of MACs
Where even bitches get they riches, ****
Pounds and sacks (Believe that, Flip)
Written by: Mr. Pookie
