Luke - Top Down lyrics

These n***as ain't ready ya know what I'm sayin? Yall n***as ready to ride? Yo my n***a Zane up in this motherf**er! Yo this ya boy Uncle Luke yo! My n***a got his top down. He got the block locked down. Yo this sh**'s on lock Motherf**er. Yo zane, come on come on come on come on come on what what what What.... Chorus: I got my top down (top down) My n***a hot now (hot now) Worldwide n***as ride Lock the block down (lock the block down) Let's get this cash n***a (cash n***a) Shake that a** hoe (a** hoe) And where my thug n***as at (there they go, there they go) [Lil' Zane] You see we real n***as (real n***as) And confrontation make us k** n***as (k** n***as) Our style make them b**hes feel n***as (feel n***as) This rap sh** made us legit And we still the same million dollar deal n***as This flow (this flow) I drop to let you motherf**ers know (f**ers know) That you don't wanna go toe to toe (toe to toe) Line for line (line for line) Blow for blow Sound for sound Rhyme for rhyme Don't forget we gets down (gets down) We got the hottest groups up in the town (in the town) We keep the baddest b**hes dick down (dick down) Hangin 'round (hangin 'round) Doggystyle Jaws open Takin' dick Deep throatin Weed smokin (weed smokin) And all that liquor got my g's open (g's open) My conversation got her knees open (knees open) Her girl open (girl open) Game tight That's right Both b**hes Same night Chorus 2X [Lil' Zane] See when I first came (first came) Half of yall didn't know my first name (first name) But since the single all that sh** changed (sh** changed) Cuz now these hoes know my first My middle My initials And my nickname Ride through (ride through) Wishin' that you could be with my crew (my crew) I know you see the sh** that Z do (Z do) We do (we do) Boss howg Angenetta Can't nobody do it better Worldwide (worldwide) Got plenty paper and we live fly (live fly) Only the purple when we get high (get high) Spit fire (spit fire) All yall Gotta know Ain't no Hotter flow Stay laced (stay laced) Roley wit diamonds in the gray face (gray face) Porsche's and Bentley's in the same place (same place) Zane place (Zane place) Yall still frontin Fake a** n***as gon have to peel somethin' Chorus 2X [Uncle Luke] Now yall n***as don't understand how the game go. Yo Zane, these n***as do Not know how the game go. Yo, what u gon' have to do now, is you gon' have to Flip the style up. You gon' have to speed that sh** up, go another note. Yo Zane, this lil Zane, come on n***a what... [Lil' Zane] I'm poisonous I give a f** how many boys you get Them f*ggot n***as can't avoid a clip Avoid the sh** quick Put you back in ya right place Stalk a n***a like a cat on a night chase n***as all in my space Cuz they b**h like the face A black jack sh**, queen tryin' to ride the ace My game lethal Yall sh** see through I'ma turn the beat too Yall know how we do Ain't no equal Runnin with this Gunnin' with this Leave yall gorillas like one in the mist I'm at the club just guzzlin' Cris' Motherf**ers need to learn they ain't f**in with this Lil Zane keep a leafless And a n***a keep heat by the brief waist Tryin to flow Hell naw I ain't vibin' to yall Set fire to yall Watch my n***as Chorus 4X 2000 Lil' Zane And we out this motherf**er