lirik lagu huey - down down baby (nelly diss)
[huey:]
first things first, i don’t like y’all n-gg-s talkin’ sh-t (me neither)
[nelly:]
i’m going down, down baby
[huey:]
blow your motherf-ckin’ speakers up
let’s get it in
blow your motherf-ckin’ speakers up
[nelly:]
i’m going down, down baby
[huey:]
this ol’ b-tch–ss n-gg-
blow your mother f-ckin’ speakers up
[inaudible riff]
[huey:]
bang, bang, it’s your game, go f-ck wit’ ya,
choppin’ hits, you and that motherf-cka’ next to ya.
city spud was the closest to a lunatic,
y’all just some crazy -ss who ain’t shootin’ sh-t.
got your d-mn nerve, dissin’ huey records,
you mad, you a f-g, and my n-gg- huey rappin’
i’m the real definition of hip-hop,
lost your whole pocket when that vokal sh-t flopped.
might as well kill two birds with one stone,
i’m’a murder j-kwon on this same song.
in the club with the cristal poppin,
only derrty i like is when dj crisstyle poppin’
b-tch, if it ain’t crysstyle, it betta be young gipp,
make grands when i hustle, they callin’ me young tip.
it’s suicide-just spray you’ own self,
happiness, boy, here’s something, you can save your own self.
[nelly:]
i’m going down, down baby
[huey:]
blow your motherf-ckin’ speakers up
[nelly:]
i’m going down, down baby
[huey:]
blow your motherf-ckin’ speakers up
[huey:]
nelly, who you think you kiddin’, you n-gg-s ain’t no killas,
and thug n-gg-s you f-ckin’ with the realist and drug dealas.
drug ali outside, stuff him in the trunk,
put a bullet in ya’ head, leave ya’ smelling like a skunk, punk b-tch.
thinkin’ you can get outta the way from some the b-m sh-t,
bullets sprayed, leavin’ ya slumped quick. so quick, with all that,
thinkin’ your frontin’ before ya mamma had eggs in her stomach from all men that she froggin’
hey, i pray for ya dummies cuz your skatin’ on thin ice and steady, playin’ with thunder,
see, see me and uh-oh, trouble, don’t say nothing.
your boy so soft got heat and still won’t spray nothing.
what’s wrong, nelly, nervous because you see you got compet-tion?
glad your responding, now we know we got your attention,
n-gg- listen, this is our town now, and cross the cap, n-gg- best believe you goin’ down south.
[nelly:]
i’m going down, down baby
[huey:]
blow your motherf-ckin’ speakers up
[nelly:]
i’m going down, down baby
[huey:]
blow your motherf-ckin’ speakers up
[young rhome:]
and i’m just st. louis, baby, st. louis crazy.
i ain’t travelin’ no where, i’ve been in st. louis lately.
dude sittin’ on top of the joint, and i don’t act like i’m rich,
ery’one still stoppin’ and pointin’, like ‘ya thurr it is.’
we make gangsta music, we just tell it how it is, and how the gangstas do sh-t.
i whip game, fire, and the shoes’ exclusive,
and i love that people think the other dude is useless.
i gained 20 inches of canarian blue sh-t,
we’re fresh like a pimp, and every day is a new fit.
we so heavy, and the mafia so ready,
got a head on our shoulder but it’s hard to hold steady.
pick and roll, i hold for a room in a hotel-y,
then oh, hit a night on the phones and an’ old chevy.
[chorus]
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