What's that?
I want y 'all to bust some shit, man, and tell these niggas, man, that y 'all invented that
motherfuckin' flow that every motherfuckin' body and they mama tryin' to bust, man.
Ha -ha, really though?
You know what I'm sayin', man?
These niggas out here, man, stealin' y 'all shit on clone ass wannabe ass -ass -ass niggas,
man.
Ha -ha -ha.
Bring that straight motherfuckin' ass, man.
Look, these hoes know how we do it down here.
Down here.
Ma, we like the road on good.
Down here.
We keep a chicken head up in the club.
Down here.
My thugs, they ain't nothin' but love.
Down here.
We off the chain like you thought we was.
Down here.
Ha, we like the road on good.
Down here.
We keep a chicken head up in the club.
Down here.
My thugs, they ain't nothin' but love.
We off the chain like you thought we was.
I'm from the city of zippers.
Wood grain, we'll grip us.
Helo shippers.
Candy coat, car flippers.
We ride foes and poles with a mouthful of golds.
Country niggas and hoes.
Down here is how we roll.
And some type is told.
When we shine, we hold.
You got cash, cars, and clothes.
You ballin' out of control.
Switchin' lanes on swangin' signs.
That's how it swang and bang.
The club pack from front to back.
That club off the chain.
You got candid rims and beat.
Then you got you a slab.
You cookin' chickens in the kitchen.
Boy, you off in the lab.
Boy, I said hustle.
They grindin'.
If your diamonds shine, you're blind.
You're makin' money lookin' good.
Then you're showin' you're behind.
You blow endos.
That's dodo.
Screwed up means slo -mo.
You ride big body Benz.
You ridin' big body photos.
It's dodo.
You know how that Texas talk.
I'm tryin' to stack my greens.
I mean, you're in for a boast.
Downhill.
Ha, we like the road on dub.
Downhill.
We keep a chicken head up in the club.
Downhill.
My thugs, they ain't nothin' but love.
We off the chain like you thought we would.
Downhill.
Ha, we like the road on dub.
We keep a chicken head up in the club.
My thugs, they ain't nothin' but love.
We off the chain like you thought we would.
Downhill.
Playboy at the Gumbos.
Hot and spicy.
Joints with some crawfish.
Morissa on ice.
That's what I'm talkin' about.
Downhill.
We off the hood.
You was smart.
Had to do a back -back.
Take a look.
I'm from the city where Crooks were Cartiers and Rollies.
In Texas, we partners.
In Louisiana, they wrote it.
But it's the same thing.
On this side of the Mississippi, $200 a bottle.
I ain't talkin' bout Twisted.
Talkin' bout Codine.
Baby, fill up my club.
2002 Escalade.
Billy grill on my truck.
Now hold up.
Man.
Top down in the Bentley.
With a bad chick.
Imitate Monica Lewinsky.
Made a meal independently.
Can't touch me, kid.
You split your week in hot Cochran.
Like Puffy did.
Fiesta.
Fiesta like my name R. Kelly.
I'm the boss.
See the cross hangin' off the barbell.
We like to roll on dub.
Downhill.
We keep a chicken head up in the club.
My thugs, they ain't nothin' but love.
We off the chain like you thought we would.
Downhill.
We like to roll on dub.
We keep a chicken head up in the club.
Downhill.
My thugs, they ain't nothin' but love.
We off the chain like you thought we would.
I can tell that you boys got the wrong idea.
We some slab ridin' gangstas.
Get a car every year.
Downhill.
We like to ball play above the rim.
ESG, the young Dunn, and a thug named Slim.
Downhill.
We tolerate no type of disrespect.
Have a bitch actin' bad on the door and the desk.
Downhill.
We push 20 sittin' low to the floor.
And double deuces on the truck when I crawl by slow.
This year.
I'm gonna switch it to the platinum frame.
Do shows with plenty of hoes that be screamin' my name.
Downhill.
It ain't no tellin' when you talkin' bout us.
Got rocks in both heels cause that shit is a must.
Downhill.
We break hearts and leave punks for dead.
We don't claim the blue and red cause our city is fed.
I'm better known as the Kiki, the Dunn.
Gettin' rich and goin' hard to give it all to my son.
Downhill.
We like to roll on dub.
We keep a chicken head up in the club.
Downhill.
My thugs, they ain't nothin' but love.
We off the chain like you thought we would.
Downhill.
We like to roll on dub.
We keep a chicken head up in the club.
Downhill.
My thugs, they ain't nothin' but love.
We off the chain like you thought we would.
