"Down Here (Remix)" lyrics
"Down Here (Remix)"
(feat. Juelz Santana, Jim Jones & Bezel)
[Juelz Santana:]
Niggas frontin' down here (Yea)
They stuntin' down there (Yea, yea)
They don't want me to send them trucks around here (Yea, yea)
Hunnid niggas a pop up around here
With the pump around here (Uh), get to dumpin' (Yo) down there (Yea)
Tell me why you creeps mad, is it 'cause I leaped pass you so fast?
And I didn't even speak fag (Nope)
You's a joke and cheap laugh
Stop rappin', do yourself a favour and eat glass (Damn)
I play fuckin' kick ball with you bean bags (Woo)
I'm at a level so high, you can't breeze past (Nope)
I'm 10 pounds, you's a seed in a weed bag
Come on nigga, where's the weed at? (Where?)
You don't want my face to be the face you see (Nope)
In your dream and the reason you awake from sleep
Coke, we used to it down here (Yea)
We movin' it down here (Yea)
We sellin' out more than Patrick Ewing did down here (Yea)
Poppy mira mira we speak it fluent down here
We get bricks 'cause we know what the fuck we doin' down here (Damn)
I squeeze clips and gats at your knees, hips and back
Watch your knees wing collapse then proceed flippin' crack (Woo)
What?
You's a G picture that with a digital camera and a freeze pictures snap (Cheese)
Get hype enough and the pipes a bust
You'll see all types of stuff despite your guts ([?])
So lighten up guy for all you see is lightning up high (Woo)
And a casket made right for your size (Damn)
Last nigga tried to give me slack and then run (What?)
I caught him, his face played pitty pat with the gun (Woo)
[The Game:]
Down here we take your top off, we gang bangin niggas
Not soft in Californ-a-yay, you get there knocked off
I put a hole in one nigga, this is not golf
I'll kill you then personally drop the box off
Throw the silencer on, knock your moms and pops off
With the shit pots on, they get the Glock off
Send me evidence, I just play the cops off
Niggas in the hood know every time bein popped off, the whole block get boxed off
What the fuck would ever stop falling?
My hollows is burn in yo mouth like hot sauce
I can tell you what the watch cost
11-5, that's the best price
They tell you 10 and they lyin, I got them fresh whites
From overseas niggas all got cocoa leaves, you could move boats of weed
Everywhere I go keep the stows with me
I don't know what you rap niggas is supposed to be
I stay in the hood, gang bangin and dockin
They notice me, now fuck with Eminem, OB, D12, you can't Busta Rhymes in here
Who the fuck called me?
I was just 1-2 hova lee, with my eyes on the crew never longed to me
I got it come and take it but you gotta watch your back
Down here, yea
Down here, yea
Ain't no mixtape slangin' we too busy gang bangin' down here, yea
Down here yea
They took Carmelo's chain at the All-Star game 'round here yea
'Round here, yea
See red and blue bandanas wrapped around gun handles
[Jim Jones :]
Niggas wanna know the deal up here
Got my young niggas throwin up the deal up here
In Harlem all my thugs is keep the deal up here
Remember Marlin from the fuck, he got gilled up here
But nothing blaze to us, do you feel what you hear?
I was runnin round stupid packin steel with no fear
My attitude is fuck them cops bust them shots, I gotta get it man
Turnin rocks, set up shop and hit the strip of jam
My squad up in here fuck I care, this is the life you need
Crashing gear never scared, we live in such a speed
Yea, but these chicks is up here
We runnin up the board, wait our waiters up there yea
And to this moola gang bang
Bang bang, you see the mob bang when you go brain
Yea, we get it poppin up here
East side to west side, we knockin up here
Uh, you get your way from up here
Dope hope and haze, got that flavor up here
Yea yea so don't get brazy up here
One false move and you get sprayed up off here
[Bezel:]
Round here you boop until that shot spin
On stitches cuz every nigga up on my block real
We eatin round here yea
Round here they call me Bishop
Just look, I'm the nigga that pops it
Every rock's in my watch when I drop through
So I keep shots in the ox when I drive through
When I suggest your mommy just pops through
Cuz we on the block
The reason they drop the property vow
You get eaten
The cane cut, I came up from the soft white
The game bucked, my changeup, I'm the boss type here
Plus I pulls ice and diplomats flippin crack
We like Air Force ones how we off white here
I got gope and it's stretched in the joint
I got birds and you heard still stressin the boink
I'm still stressin the point that I could write a check wit you
Commas that come before the decimal point
Yea, round here we could get it pumpin in
Round here yea you could catch me stuntin in that V12 black Rolls cuz he sell that coke
That's why I clock bitches like a female track coach
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- The Game Lyrics
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