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letra de low down - souljah boy

(souljah boy)
me low down, low down, low down
yeah, krayzie bone up in this m-th-f-cka
my m-th-f-ckin’ n-gga
souljah boy ’bout to shut you hoes down
you know what it is?
mo thug cl!ck
rollin’ too d-mn thick, n-gga
what you hoes wanna do?
ride, ride?
die, die?
what it is, n-gga
what it is

(chours)

we low down, low down dirty shame
n-ggas actin’ strange
catch a clip to the f-ckin’ brain
shoot ’em down, now

(souljah boy)
souljah boy off in this m-th-f-cka
cause to point out the b-tch-made suckas
thinkin’ they gotta enough heat to rush us
i’m a dust your -ss off with the blink of an eye
you n-ggas gotta die
don’t ask me why
but still i try
with the vibes that i
be givin’, makin’ money
gettin
spittin
ya’ll sh-ttin
down to the f-ckin’ white meat
you hoes wanna find me
and my n-gga layzie bone (…?…)
ain’t no comin’ back, comin’ back
give me some of that good sh-t you smokin’
got me gigged up
heat it up
lit it up
i’m straight locin’
i’m hopin’ that all y’all bustas got time to play
my n-gga tombstone
krayzie bone
swing around your way
your way

(chours 2x)

(krayzie)
now what if we banged your brain
put ’em in a coffin, and that’s where they lay?
n-gga, wanna row the boat to get chromed
dump ’em in the river
now, that’s how we play
hey, murdered them n-ggas that’s plottin’ to rob me
hollow point top in your body
n-gga fin to bless your soul with a twelve gauge mossberg
leavin’ you stiff and cold
n-gga, what ya gonna do when
the m-th-f-ckin’ thugstas come for you?
you snooze, you lose, you catch this uzi
n-gga fin to shoot the po-po, too, and we do
runnin’ with a n-gga with finger on his trigger
when i catch ’em, i fill ’em with ammunition
hit ’em with the bullet and i really meant to get ya
they miss ’em
hey, we down with the sw-ngin’
no fake entertainin’
we quick when to f-ck-a you up, oh my!
gauges and uzis and three fifty-sevens
we load ’em and shoot for your head. you die!
n-ggas, they better test me
leatherface quick when he pull out this weapon. [hey.]
we leavin’ ’em headless
respect them clair playas, b-tch

(chours)

(souljah boy)
i’m on a mission [mission]
i’m swift when i empty my clip
you oughta’ beat your -ss
real fast to safety, man
if a soldier’s about to rip
you get lit, get hit
as i split your sh-t
ain’t worried ’bout a n-gga tellin’
yellin’ m-th-f-ckin’ thangs
all you b-tches [soldiers] gon’ lay stiff
as i shift with my grip off into a whole new level

(krayzie)
gon’ on my cl!ck, and now you’re dead wrong [dead wrong]
rest in peace
they seem to be creepin’ up on me lately
f-ck it, let’s all go crazy
sell weed daily
and we ready
my thugstas love
when we buck buck
put ’em underground, f-ck ’em
krayzie release them sh-lls
i say, “say f-ck it, let’s all go to h-ll,”
cause i got my money
my pistol
my reefer
never forget my thugs, what?
hey, we slay
we spray

(souljah boy)
we pray everyday
but still i see that you and me
just don’t mix
so i grab my grip
i’m a k!ll your cl!ck
that’s the end of this sh-t
so don’t you ever
in your m-th-f-ckin’ life try to test me
steppin’ like rambo with this bulletproof vest and with a knife
you better respect me
or i won’t think twice
i’m k!llin’ your wife
your b-tch get sniped just like wesley
don’t test me
don’t press me
krayzie bone will open up they chest, g

(krayzie/souljah boy)

yeah, n-ggas [n-gga, yeah n-gga]
yeah, ho–ss n-ggas, y’all m-th-f-ckas
[sh-t.] ain’t ready for this m-th-f-ckin’ real thug sh-t
[that’s the sh-t
n-ggas ain’t ready.] bone shut sh-t down
[shut sh-t down!], completely down!
[completely down!] you hoes didn’t know? [huh?]
you gotta recognize
st.clair wasteland, n-gga
[wasteland, wasteland, wasteland, wasteland
soldiers, soldiers, soldiers]
ho–ss m-th-f-ckin’ b-tches
i’m ready to k!ll ’em! can you feel that?

- souljah boy

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