Bottom remix

Foe Way uh foe Way uh foe way uh

I be hanging on east bloody 5th
Right in front of the cafe
Slinging dope from the hill
To T Toddy's all fucking day
My strip includes 6th street
And on down to Hampton park
Where niggas start ganking mafuckas
When it turns dark
But I don't give a fuck
I'm the best on th strip
Where nigga don't fight too much
Everybody's got a pistol grip
And niggas from out of town
Be talking bout hunting down
This nigga name Dennis Lee
Cause fool I gets around
Smoking on indo don't step up
When my guns in hand
I rolls with a strong clan
They calls me the old man
Cause I got some knowledge for you weak minded mothafuckas
That's been pasted down to me
By my dope slinging older brother
And most of the niggas in
The bottom call him Nino
The boys that make slaves
Out of em but still you don't
Hear me tho cause if I got to
Show you the bottom at lock
Grounds I got a Sks nigga yeah
That shuts blocks down
Roll through the hood and all
You see is broken glass
Where 5.0 came and got bottles
Hurled at they punk ass
A nigga like me is in the
Bottom straight on the prile
Buckwild getting high
Nigga living real fucking foul
So if you looking for that nigga
Old man with a problem
Bring it on and get yo ass
Broke off down up in the
Mothafuckin bottom

You can find me somewhere
Mobbing riding through Kentucky
If the price is right I'm on my
Way to get it fuck it
You ever heard that saying
Scared Money don't make nothing
You can find me down the way
Back throwing pole clutching
Every since a youngen I was
Taught to get the money
Scale it up bag it up
Pass it out like it's nothing
My mama taught me
How to get the fucking spot jumpin
My uncle taught me how to two
Piece and knock something
I taught myself how to reload
And cock something walk up
On you Niggas block
Or drive by and drop something

8 Twenty pieces for 100 for 100
Gun shots blasting niggas running
Niggas running
Niggas coming through in box Chevys
Box Chevys I ain't pastor Troy
But we ready we ready
Win a 100,000 shooting craps
Shooting craps real handshakes
With the snap with the snap
You ain't got to worry bout the cops
Bout the cops couple of them
Bitches done got dropped
Done got dropped buy a hot car
For a day for a day Michael Morrow
Selling food plates food plates
Get cha dick sucked for a hit
For a hit fuck going home
This bitch lit this bitch lit
Errbody reppin KY KY
Talk shit hit you with that fire
With that fire bitches get drunk
And show they pussy
Show they pussy want a bet
Place it with the bookie
With the bookie 5 niggas
Smokin kush blunts kush blunts
We the definition how to stunt
How to stunt hoes walking round
In tight clothes tight clothes
Niggas still riding 24's 24's
Errbody rockin gold gold teeth
Hands up if you feel me
In the bottom

Living in the bottom
In the mothafuckin bottom nigga
You come around this bitch playin
I got a shotta nigga
Living in the bottom
In the mothafuckin bottom nigga
You come around this bitch playin
I got a shotta nigga
Living in the bottom the bottom
The bottom the bottom
You can catch me in the bottom



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Writer(s): Rodney Smith
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