Down South Posted - Juvenile feat Skip & Wacko

[Chorus X2 - Juvenile]
Ayo we down south posted and we counting our figgas,
know how to treat these b_tches and how to handle these n_ggas,
don't play with us lil daddy cuz we'll have you in stitches
Its UTP right here and we bout getting our riches,

[Verse 1 (Juvenile)]
I pledge allegions with the four nickel you n_ggas no pickle,
cock the pistol point my issues at you and whodi who wit you,
Your body ain't nothing but grizzle, I can see through the tissue,
They gon' think you was in gymnastics how the chopper gon' hit you,
I might have to crash the party if n_ggas gets me started,
better watch this nickel fourty cuz this b_tch gets retarted,
f_ck with me shorty, I could teach you how to be flawless,
NOPD wanna see me up in Dora Delawless,
Hate fighting them charges, take a n_gga regardless,
F_ck em' and duck em and tell them to s_ck on a hard d_ck,
When we was wilding in the nolia they was callin us babies,
I guess the same sh_t went on in the 80's,
But still crazy, I'm with it too, kinda sneaky know how to get at you,
Not trying to have momma crying and miserable,
I'm already knowing what guns could do,
I've seen some of the worst n_ggas get blown in two,

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[Verse 2 (Skip)]
Yes she say she love me, every time she f_cks me,
But then she sayin' f_ck me, everytime we fussing,
Skip i'm sick of hustlin, boy you just disgustin,
Nananana, b_tch, don't you tell me nothing,
all you know is dollars, Dolce and Gobanna,
Gucci, Fendi, Chanel, Milono, Prada,
All you is is problems, I can't help you solve them,
So when you think, just think, nah don't involve him,
Hang up when you callin', caller ID all em'
If its your number I don't answer, ain't no sense in callin'
B_tch I'm back to ballin', like I fell off,
Like if I was doing bad I'm gonna tell y'all,
What could I tell y'all except s_ck d_ck and swallow,
yeah you look good, but can you walk like a model ?
B_tch I pop collars, and I clock dollars,
so watch your watch and watch for the shock BLADAH !

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[Verse 3 (Wacko)]
Man look up over there, wilding, cursing b_tches smoking jo's now,
Got two open charges n_ggas talking round dro now,
(?) so small they spin the bend in regular clothes now,
But whodi and them so smart before they spin, lil one close shop,
Slim just got popped for douljer grind and a weed pipe,
Guess they trying to sock it to my dog with them three strikes,
F_ck that, we got buying money n_gga we tight,
UTP, six coat, cut throat n_gga we right,
Trying to get you n_ggas to understand this a new day,
New jewels, new shoes, new twos, new pay,
new trips, new clips, new whips, new K,
A million for my great grand children to my new day,
You straight ? I'm just trying to make sure you straight,
Keep them nappy head b_tches out ya face cousin and move weight,
Every n_gga working with something thick they do take,
Don't you fall off over a fat ass and a cute face,

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