Down Bottom (Video Version/Remix)

<br>[Juve] Mmmm hmmmmm<br>[Drag] Ha ha hah<br><br>Oh! Damn, now bop to this<br>Yeah, uhh, uhh, y`all know what this is (flame on)<br>Juvenile, Drag-On (flame on)<br>And now.. Swizz Swizz Beats, yea!<br><br>[Drag-On]<br>Me and my niggaz done licked shots, even done hit cops <br>Betcha niggaz can`t wait til my shit drop<br>Treat you like your momma, give you lip a pop<br>Nigga you don`t want my clip to drop<br>Cause that means I`m empty, and you`re full of it<br>Check what the bullet did<br>Missiles gonna hit you get you, rip through tissue<br>Shoot another rhyme just cause I missed you<br>I make plus cash, you little niggaz can`t fuck wit Drag<br>Got the chain out, so his muscle grabs<br>Nigga fuck that, you better bust back<br>`fore ya monkey-ass land where the dust at<br>Ride like the girl but you can`t trust cash<br>Spit line of fire and he can`t touch black <br>All you can do is cuss back<br>in your weak raps bout how you bust gats<br>Nigga we don`t need that, I don`t care about your feedback<br>Y`all niggaz don`t feed Drag<br>Til a motherfucker pull out, bust a bullet out<br>in the safe house, nigga where the keys at <br>Nigga where the stash at, nigga where the weed at<br>Nigga pass that `fore I pull my trigger<br>Matter fact where the ass at, cause I got the &quot;Rough Rider&quot;<br>and I ain`t talkin bout my niggaz<br>Cause nigga we can go hoe for hoe, toe to toe, blow for blow<br>and when you feel your nose crack<br>That mean I broke that, I fill a po`-po` wit a flame thrower<br>like I told yo` befo` ya know umm - you can`t handle<br>You can put me on wax but my fire burn candles<br>And who that nigga Ruff Rydin, Drag-On<br>Y`all niggaz and Southsiders<br><br>Chorus: Drag-On + Various (repeat 2X)<br><br>Do y`all niggaz bust y`all guns?<br>(Hell yeah we bust our guns!!)<br>Do y`all fuck them til they cum?<br>(Damn right we make them cum!!)<br>It`s for the North (HEY) South (HEY)<br>East (HEY) West (HEY)<br>Ruff Ryders gonna show y`all niggaz who ride the best<br><br>(yung wun)<br>HAaaa<br>this is a stick up<br>hoes get lit up<br>niggaz get split up<br>because souths in the house tonight<br>so crank it up<br>for the one double nine nine<br>how many niggaz still trying to grind<br>but my name they gonna shine<br>????? as i pull up wit my green fellar<br>wasting no time<br>i gotta get mine<br>and if u ever<br>nigga stopping whut i am trying to do<br>i ll make you suffer<br>cuz i aint got no love for you<br>nigga my crew carry fully automatics<br>mix wit street like a matics<br>and if you make a mistake thats tragic<br>my niggaz prey on bad habbits<br>and we aint to be fucked with<br>nigga we split shit for the love of <br>green im all in<br>ruff ryding this bitch<br>theres gonna be consequences and reprecutions<br>up in this bitch<br>fuckin wit this ds clicque<br>on some of that stop drop shit<br>wit drag-on<br>but ya wants who i be<br>make the shit not what i see<br>from the down south to ny<br>nigga shots<br>every nigga i run wit bust guns<br>so if ya niggaz bust ya gunz<br>lets get down and dirty <br>and if you cut em till they cum<br>welll... ya niggaz heard em<br><br><br>Chorus<br><br>[Drag-On]<br>When my niggaz get knocked we gonna bail them out<br>When it come to my gun my shells is out<br>You better get the message, cause I done mailed it out<br>that I`ma bang it like a hammer and I`ma nail the South<br>East West, and write letters for my niggaz up North <br>My guns made in China, so you better dust off<br>Comin to getcha, you gon` bleed ketchup, I always got cheddar<br>I never ass bet ya, and I won`t even sweat ya<br>You won`t roll four and better<br>My dough is never low, but if Drag is down on his last <br>I`ma reach in my sweater, bet my Baretta<br>Make a nigga feel the heat in the cold weather<br>Can`t stand a nigga hype, throw me his bitch <br>Bitch come to my shit, you betta come get her<br>Be like a dog with a bone I run with her<br>Y`all make me so tired<br>Y`all niggaz still rappin like you don`t know my flow is fire<br>and y`all ain`t got ya suits, ain`t got ya boots<br>Probably gotta gun that ain`t never shoot<br>When we come you better hope they don`t name you<br>Cause like two sticks rubbin I`ll flame you<br>Don`t try to be me cause I ain`t you<br>`fore I have your spirit with the angels<br>My shorty keep a gun on the ankles<br>Wanna fuck? Watch out she`ll bang you<br>cause I taught her well, y`all players better haul to hell<br>But you niggaz couldn`t borrow a belt<br>Whoever wit you is goin to jail<br>Do you niggaz bust your guns? Oh you ain`t bustin none, huh?<br>You wanna fuck em til they cum, huh?<br>Drag-On, Juvenile, Double R, what you want huh?<br><br>Chorus 2X