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Down South Slangin' Vol. 53 (Bootleg), Various Artists
Down South Slangin' Vol. 53 (Bootleg)
Release type: Bootleg
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Release date:

2008

 
Duration: 79:07  
Size, Mb: 85,45  
Bitrate:

151

 
Price for album: 2.24 (discount 20%)  

 
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Tracklist
Title / Artist     Duration Bitrate Size (Mb) Price Download
1
Black Mafia Lyrics 04:03 161 4,66 0.10
2
I Know You Miss Me (Not On Album) Lyrics 02:22 151 2,53 0.10
3
Let You Know Lyrics 02:52 162 3,32 0.10
4
Man I Lyrics 02:51 167 3,37 0.10
5
Grey Cassette Lyrics 03:29 151 3,73 0.10
6
Call Up The Homies Lyrics
I just touched down in killa Cali,
Strapped up my boots,
Got scooped up by Game,
So I hopped up in the coupe,
(Game) "Gaah, What up nigga"
What the hell is goin on,
I'm tryin to ease back,
And get my head in the zone,
(Game) "Where the fuck you tryin to go,"
Nigga this yo city,
Anywhere, I'm just tryin to see some ass and titties,
So full mash the gas,
The night is young,
All bullshit aside,
I'm tryin to have some fun,
Hit the hop in Lakewood,
Or ride down Slawson,
Or the Casino,
they say it's just like Compton,
Really doesn't matter,
Long as shots don't ring out,
(Game) "Nigga I stay strapped, I don't wanna pull the thing out"
Well keep the heat heat,
right up under the seat,
and let's roll to Roscoe's,
And grab something to eat,
But check ya rear view mirror,
I swear somebody's following,
Rollin in that dark blue SS Impala and
All up on tha bumpa,
Man I'm just sayin,
Tell me you know this nigga,
(Game) "Naw they better stop playin',"
He sped up around,
And drove right in front of us,
Could be one time,
Just tryin to bust one of us,
Till he smashed the brakes,
And we almost hit him,
Throwin' signs out the window,
like something was wrong with him,
Before we jump out,
And get ready to clown,
(Game) "Nigga call up the homies, it's about to go down"

(Chorus)
Keep one eye open,
Cause the streets don't sleep,
(Game) If the streets get hungry then the streets gon' eat,
That's why I keep some heat,
And a couple of rounds,
(Game) Nigga call up the homies it's about to go down,
Call up the homies,
It's about to go down?
(Game) Yeah, call up the homies it's about to go down
Yeah, that's why I keep some heat,
And a couple of rounds,
Nigga call up the homies,
It's about to go down

(The Game) Verse 2

Somebody tell Luda,
I'm on the way now,
Just stepped one size 12,
Air force one in the A-town,
And you know whereI'm headed,
To the Lennox Mall,
To get it done head to toe,
N.W.A. style,
Keep it gangsta from the waist down,
And this chrome tre pound,
Got me feelin' Atlanta brave now,
Right, disturbin' the peace,
I'll let the lead spray,
I'm startin' to love this place,
They even got red clay,
Hit a different strip club everyday
And I don't make it rain,
It's a hurricane on the way,
And I got the A-town pump,
It'll make ya whole body do the A-town stomp,
Then it's off to the waffle house,
And pancake mix ain't the only thing comin' out her mouth,
And the 42 D's coming out her blouse,
So baby, daddy coming in,
(Ludacris) Game get out the house

(Chorus)
Keep one eye open,
Cause the streets don't sleep,
If the streets get hungry,
Then the streets gon eat,
That's why I keep some heat,
And a couple of rounds,
Nigga call up the homies,
It's about to go down,
Call up the homies,
It's about to go down,
Yeah, call up the homies,
It about to go down,
Yeah, that's why I keep some heat,
And a couple of rounds,
Nigga call up the homies,
It's about to go down

(Ludacris) then (Willie Northpole) Verse 3

Yeah I'm in a real life movie,
So this is take 3,
Where Luda step foot,
Out in Phoenix, AZ,
Super Bowl, super hoes,
Drivers on stroll,
So I put the call in,
To Willie Northpole,
Big homie I got ya,
Stick to ya like a cactus,
Welcome to tha bird city,
Cris take off ya jacket,
I know you kind of used to,
Big bootys in the club,
But ain't nothing wrong,
To have a little salsa in ya blood,
I see a couple thugs,
With some bitch Tennessees,
My town but,
I still got Phoenix enemies,
Haters wanna stop em,
And I really wanna pop em,
But it's hard to fight back,
When you got an album droppin,
Connect, We in south Phoenix,
Nigga Africa bang,
Matter fact Cris,
Tuck in ya Africa chain,
Cause I see some nigga staring at us,
With a lame frown,
I'm a call up the homies,
It's about to go down,

(Chorus)
Keep one eye open,
Cause the streets don't sleep,
If the streets get hungry,
Then the streets gon eat,
That's why I keep some heat,
And a couple of rounds,
Nigga call up the homies,
It's about to go down,
Call up the homies,
It's about to go down,
Yeah, call up the homies,
It about to go down,
Yeah, that's why I keep some heat,
And a couple of rounds,
Nigga call up the homies,
It's about to go down
02:48 146 2,93 0.10
7
Gettin' Money Lyrics 02:52 166 3,41 0.10
8
Keep It Hood (Remix) (Prod. By Midi Marc) Lyrics 02:48 157 3,14 0.10
9
I Got This Lyrics 03:22 152 3,66 0.10
10
S.W.A.G.G. Lyrics 02:37 138 2,58 0.10
11
Dope Boy Magic (Plymouth, SC) Lyrics 03:08 144 3,22 0.10
12
Money Machine (Columbia, SC) Lyrics 02:30 157 2,79 0.10
13
Dammit I'm Fly (Charlotte, NC) Lyrics 03:08 156 3,48 0.10
14
Street Advocate Lyrics 02:14 146 2,31 0.10
15
Bond Money Lyrics 02:44 161 3,13 0.10
16
Kingz Of The Parking Lot (Mobile, AL) Lyrics 02:52 132 2,71 0.10
17
Heard Of Me Lyrics 02:30 154 2,73 0.10
18
She Reminds Me Lyrics 02:28 158 2,77 0.10
19
Keep Hatin' Lyrics 02:06 155 2,32 0.10
20
Coke Aerobics (Charleston, SC) Lyrics 02:53 146 3,01 0.10
21
We Do It (Not On Album) Lyrics 02:32 151 2,75 0.10
22
Don't Make Me Wait Lyrics 02:30 120 2,14 0.10
23
He Ain't Shit Lyrics 02:40 153 2,93 0.10
24
Accept My Call Lyrics 03:21 153 3,63 0.10
25
Put It On Ya Lyrics
[Chorus:]
Shorty I wanna know if you come over
If you don't mind girl put your legs up on my shoulders
Don't lie, I can see it in your eyes
You want for you and I to do the freaky things you like
When I put-put-put it on girl, when I put-put-put it on ya
When I put-put-put it on girl, when I put-put-put it on ya
When I put-put-put it on girl, when I put-put-put it on ya
When I put-put-put it on ya, put-put-put it on ya

[Verse 1]
Let's ride around the city, make love in the car
Let's get on the express way, let me tease you ma
And while you drive baby, I wanna taste your tongue
Pull in to rest here, and let me give you some
You ever been driving while your man made you cum
I wanna hit a stay, I wanna hit and run
Let's pull the car over, and have a little fun
The AC working, so we ain't gotta bun

[Bridge:]
Can I lick it, can I stick it, can I touch it, can I grab it
Baby tell me can I have it
Can I rub it, can I flip it, can I hold it, can I get it
Anyway I wanna get it

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
If that don't work for ya, I got another idea
Ain't nobody home, so come on over here
Let's play hide and seek, in our underwear
I find you, I can get it right there
You find me, then I get bare
Either way we both win, now that's fair
Whatever I gotta do to be with you Oh Yeah
You my queen, I'm your king, now that's a nice pair

[Bridge]

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Let grade you, give you a report card
Your first test is, can you get it hard
Show me how good you communicate when we start
Today's pop quiz, define your hot spot
Wanna see how good your balance is on top
Give you a A+ if you don't stop
This a big test, you looking kinda shocked
Either you get promoted, or you get dropped
Your final exam, show me your wet box
Ain't no tattle teller, i keep my mouth locked
Make you an honor student, show me you back shot
You passed with flying colors, ooh that's a nice twat

[Chorus]
02:51 156 3,15 0.10
26
Fuck They Girlfriends Lyrics 03:05 155 3,40 0.10
27
They Call Me Lyrics 02:08 157 2,40 0.10
28
Emeritus Lyrics 03:37 125 3,24 0.10