DJ AKOZA, Soulzay, FREDDIE DREDD, MC Holocaust - East Down The South lyrics
[DJ AKOZA, Soulzay, FREDDIE DREDD, MC Holocaust - East Down The South lyrics]
Take it off the motherfucking set
Buckin' up, motherfucker get buck
Buckin' up, motherfucker get buck
Buckin' up, motherfucker get buck
Buckin' up, motherfucker get buck
Buckin' up, motherfucker get buck
Buckin' up, motherfucker get buck
Buckin' up, motherfucker get buck
Gotta love a freaky bitch who getting
Down on her knees mane
Don't press that shit, take
It slow, gotta please
Hey bitch this ain't no fucking game
Doomshop in our own lane
Resprang from you lames
Lemons fucking up the game
We lay it down on the ground
Rulers of the underground buck 'em down
DJ Akoza mane, hit 'em with the fucking sound
Bitch you wouldn't last a round
With some real G's mane
'Cause you is a fucking clown
A fucking clown
When I blast out your guts
Fuck up everything I touch
Swear to god that's not enough
Step up, get snuffed
Called out, on your bluff
Too many blunts I puff snub nose the editor
Watch your back, and your front
'Cause you might get jumped
Keep running your fucking lip
I end your whole shit right after this blunt
It's gon be your last month
Lame ass niggas front
Murder game captain huh
Murder game captain huh!
Smoking on the scenic avenue
We killing with the Doom
Come and test a gangster
Fiend gon' pull a fucking trig on you
Anything can happen when you pull
Up to the scene
Just a little warning you gon
Lose your tooth you see chilling in the pit
Ima fuck it up a bit make you reminisce
Gonna make me lose my shit
Lose your damn mind because Akoza hypnotize
You about to break this shit
Because Freddie make this shit hit
Buckin' up, motherfucker get buck
Buckin' up, motherfucker get buck
Buckin' up, motherfucker get buck
Buckin' up, motherfucker get buck
Buckin' up, motherfucker get buck
Buckin' up, motherfucker get buck
Buckin' up, motherfucker get buck
Take it off the motherfucking set
Buckin' up, motherfucker get buck
Buckin' up, motherfucker get buck
Buckin' up, motherfucker get buck
Buckin' up, motherfucker get buck
Buckin' up, motherfucker get buck
Buckin' up, motherfucker get buck
Buckin' up, motherfucker get buck
Gotta love a freaky bitch who getting
Down on her knees mane
Don't press that shit, take
It slow, gotta please
Hey bitch this ain't no fucking game
Doomshop in our own lane
Resprang from you lames
Lemons fucking up the game
We lay it down on the ground
Rulers of the underground buck 'em down
DJ Akoza mane, hit 'em with the fucking sound
Bitch you wouldn't last a round
With some real G's mane
'Cause you is a fucking clown
A fucking clown
When I blast out your guts
Fuck up everything I touch
Swear to god that's not enough
Step up, get snuffed
Called out, on your bluff
Too many blunts I puff snub nose the editor
Watch your back, and your front
'Cause you might get jumped
Keep running your fucking lip
I end your whole shit right after this blunt
It's gon be your last month
Lame ass niggas front
Murder game captain huh
Murder game captain huh!
Smoking on the scenic avenue
We killing with the Doom
Come and test a gangster
Fiend gon' pull a fucking trig on you
Anything can happen when you pull
Up to the scene
Just a little warning you gon
Lose your tooth you see chilling in the pit
Ima fuck it up a bit make you reminisce
Gonna make me lose my shit
Lose your damn mind because Akoza hypnotize
You about to break this shit
Because Freddie make this shit hit
Buckin' up, motherfucker get buck
Buckin' up, motherfucker get buck
Buckin' up, motherfucker get buck
Buckin' up, motherfucker get buck
Buckin' up, motherfucker get buck
Buckin' up, motherfucker get buck
Buckin' up, motherfucker get buck
Take it off the motherfucking set