Down Bottom
Swizz Beats Ft. Drag On And Juvenile Lyrics


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[Juve] Mmmm hmmmmm
[Drag] Ha ha hah

Oh! Damn, now bop to this
Yeah, uhh, uhh, y'all know what this is (flame on)
Juvenile, Drag-On (flame on)
And now.. Swizz Swizz Beats, yea!
[Drag-On]
Me and my niggaz done licked shots, even done hit cops
Betcha niggaz can't wait til my shit drop
Treat you like your momma, give you lip a pop
Nigga you don't want my clip to drop
Cause that means I'm empty, and you're full of it
Check what the bullet did
Missiles gonna hit you get you, rip through tissue
Shoot another rhyme just cause I missed you
I make plus cash, you little niggaz can't fuck wit Drag
Got the chain out, so his muscle grabs
Nigga fuck that, you better bust back
'fore ya monkey-ass land where the dust at
Ride like the girl but you can't trust cash
Spit line of fire and he can't touch black
All you can do is cuss back
in your weak raps bout how you bust gats
Nigga we don't need that, I don't care about your feedback
Y'all niggaz don't feed Drag
Til a motherfucker pull out, bust a bullet out
in the safe house, nigga where the keys at
Nigga where the stash at, nigga where the weed at
Nigga pass that 'fore I pull my trigger
Matter fact where the ass at, cause I got the "Rough Rider"
and I ain't talkin bout my niggaz
Cause nigga we can go hoe for hoe, toe to toe, blow for blow
and when you feel your nose crack
That mean I broke that, I fill a po'-po' wit a flame thrower
like I told yo' befo' ya know umm - you can't handle
You can put me on wax but my fire burn candles
And who that nigga Ruff Rydin, Drag-On
Y'all niggaz and Southsiders

Chorus: Drag-On + Various (repeat 2X)

Do y'all niggaz bust y'all guns?
(Hell yeah we bust our guns!!)
Do y'all fuck them til they cum?
(Damn right we make them cum!!)
It's for the North (HEY) South (HEY)
East (HEY) West (HEY)
Ruff Ryders gonna show y'all niggaz who ride the best

[Juvenile]
Hmmmm, hmmmmmmmm
In the late night, we be cockin high and givin you stage fright
Yo head might explode, when I bust with the lead pipe
Now say it right, Juvenile, HE tight
Stay hype, now page Mike and make sure he got all the yea, aight?
I'm tired of you niggaz, be thinkin that you usin me
Runnin with them petty-ass niggaz lookin like fools to me
I'm workin wit some change aiy
And aint afraid to put fifty up on ya brain yay
You bout warrin over yo' people I'm the same yay
Look, I'ma have somebody sayin that's the shame yay
But if them people come they ain't gon' give no names yay
Play with the number one stun'na don't play no games yay
Come outside and see nothin but camouflage and bricks
Them gather up boys strapped with cannons
tryin to knock off yo' shit, you stanky bitch
I'll Ruff Ryde your ass then, Cash in for Money
Juven' ain't gettin nuttin ha ha hah that shit is funny

Chorus

[Drag-On]
When my niggaz get knocked we gonna bail them out
When it come to my gun my shells is out
You better get the message, cause I done mailed it out
that I'ma bang it like a hammer and I'ma nail the South
East West, and write letters for my niggaz up North
My guns made in China, so you better dust off
Comin to getcha, you gon' bleed ketchup, I always got cheddar
I never ass bet ya, and I won't even sweat ya
You won't roll four and better
My dough is never low, but if Drag is down on his last
I'ma reach in my sweater, bet my Baretta
Make a nigga feel the heat in the cold weather
Can't stand a nigga hype, throw me his bitch
Bitch come to my shit, you betta come get her
Be like a dog with a bone I run with her
Y'all make me so tired
Y'all niggaz still rappin like you don't know my flow is fire
and y'all ain't got ya suits, ain't got ya boots
Probably gotta gun that ain't never shoot
When we come you better hope they don't name you
Cause like two sticks rubbin I'll flame you
Don't try to be me cause I ain't you
'fore I have your spirit with the angels
My shorty keep a gun on the ankles
Wanna fuck? Watch out she'll bang you
cause I taught her well, y'all players better haul to hell
But you niggaz couldn't borrow a belt
Whoever wit you is goin to jail
Do you niggaz bust your guns? Oh you ain't bustin none, huh?
You wanna fuck em til they cum, huh?
Drag-On, Juvenile, Double R, what you want huh?





Chorus 2X

Overall Meaning

In Swizz Beats Ft. Drag On And Juvenile's song Down Bottom, the three rappers rap about their street credibility and the violent life they lead. The song is all about guns, drugs, and violence, and the rappers use metaphors and clever wordplay to convey their tough personas. The verses are braggadocious as the rappers flaunt their skills, and each one tries to outdo the other in terms of the intensity and severity of their rhymes.


Drag-On leads the song with his unique, high-pitched voice and his signature fast-paced flows. In his verse, he boasts about his ability to shoot and kill his enemies, often using vivid imagery to describe the violent acts he commits. Juvenile adds his distinctive Southern drawl to the mix and delivers his bars with a laid-back, relaxed flow. He raps about his experience in the game and how he's tired of being underestimated by his peers. Swizz Beats provides the instrumental, which is characterized by its hard-hitting drum patterns and its ominous, haunting melodies.


Overall, Down Bottom is a classic street anthem that captures the essence of the late '90s/early 2000s rap scene. The song is a testament to the raw, uncut nature of hip hop and how it serves as a reflection of the harsh realities of street life.


Line by Line Meaning

Me and my niggaz done licked shots, even done hit cops
My friends and I have shot at people, and we have even shot at police officers.


Betcha niggaz can't wait til my shit drop
I bet you guys are excited for my music to be released.


Treat you like your momma, give you lip a pop
I'll treat you like your mother would and give you a smack on the mouth.


Nigga you don't want my clip to drop
You don't want me to empty my gun's magazine on you.


Cause that means I'm empty, and you're full of it
If my gun is empty, it means I've used all my ammunition, while you're full of lies and nonsense.


Check what the bullet did
Take a look at the damage caused by the bullet.


Missiles gonna hit you get you, rip through tissue
My bullets are like missiles, they will hit you and tear through your body.


Shoot another rhyme just cause I missed you
I'll keep rapping and attacking you with my words, just because I failed to physically harm you.


I make plus cash, you little niggaz can't fuck wit Drag
I earn a lot of money, while you small-time rappers can't compete with me.


Got the chain out, so his muscle grabs
I'm wearing my expensive chain, which attracts attention due to its size.


Nigga fuck that, you better bust back
Forget about that, you better retaliate by shooting back.


'fore ya monkey-ass lands where the dust at
Before you get attacked and end up on the ground, covered in dust.


Ride like the girl but you can't trust cash
You may flaunt your wealth, but I don't trust that it's genuine.


Spit line of fire and he can't touch black
I rap with intensity and passion that you cannot match.


All you can do is cuss back
All you're capable of is responding with vulgar language.


in your weak raps bout how you bust gats
Your weak lyrics only talk about how you use guns.


Nigga we don't need that, I don't care about your feedback
We don't need that kind of content, I don't care about your opinion.


Y'all niggaz don't feed Drag
You guys don't support me or contribute to my success.


Til a motherfucker pull out, bust a bullet out
You won't show me respect until someone threatens you with a gun and fires a shot.


in the safe house, nigga where the keys at
While hiding in a secure location, tell me where the keys are.


Nigga where the stash at, nigga where the weed at
Tell me where the hidden stash and marijuana are located.


Nigga pass that 'fore I pull my trigger
Give me that before I shoot my gun.


Matter fact where the ass at, cause I got the 'Rough Rider'
Actually, show me where the woman is because I have the 'Rough Rider' condom, known for its brand of sexual potency.


and I ain't talkin bout my niggaz
I'm not referring to my friends by saying 'Rough Rider.'


Cause nigga we can go hoe for hoe, toe to toe, blow for blow
Because we can compete with each other in terms of women, fighting, and rhyming skills.


and when you feel your nose crack
And when you experience the pain of a broken nose.


That mean I broke that, I fill a po'-po' wit a flame thrower
That means I caused you that injury, I'll attack the police with a flamethrower.


like I told yo' befo'
As I've said to you before.


ya know umm - you can't handle
You know, you can't handle or deal with it.


You can put me on wax but my fire burn candles
You can record me on a vinyl record, but my music has a fiery passion that can't be extinguished.


And who that nigga Ruff Rydin, Drag-On
And who is that guy representing Ruff Ryders? It's Drag-On.


Y'all niggaz and Southsiders
All of you guys and the people from the South.


Do y'all niggaz bust y'all guns?
Do you guys actively use your firearms to shoot?


(Hell yeah we bust our guns!!)
(Yes, we definitely shoot our guns!)


Do y'all fuck them til they cum?
Do you guys have intercourse with women until they reach orgasm?


(Damn right we make them cum!!)
(Absolutely, we satisfy our sexual partners!)


It's for the North (HEY) South (HEY)
This is for both the Northern and Southern regions.


East (HEY) West (HEY)
As well as the Eastern and Western regions.


Ruff Ryders gonna show y'all niggaz who ride the best
Ruff Ryders will prove to you guys who are the best riders or best in the industry.


Hmmmm, hmmmmmmmm
This line represents a humming sound.


In the late night, we be cockin high and givin you stage fright
During the late hours of the night, we will intimidate and scare you.


Yo head might explode, when I bust with the lead pipe
Your head might burst or explode when I attack you with a lead pipe.


Now say it right, Juvenile, HE tight
Now say it correctly, Juvenile is very talented.


Stay hype, now page Mike and make sure he got all the yea, aight?
Stay excited, now page Mike and ensure he's in agreement with everything, alright?


I'm tired of you niggaz, be thinkin that you usin me
I'm tired of you guys thinking you can take advantage of me.


Runnin with them petty-ass niggaz lookin like fools to me
Associating with those insignificant people makes you all look foolish in my eyes.


I'm workin wit some change aiy
I'm dealing with a substantial amount of money.


And aint afraid to put fifty up on ya brain yay
And I'm not afraid to bet $50 on shooting you in the head.


You bout warrin over yo' people I'm the same yay
While you fight for your people, I'm doing the same thing.


Look, I'ma have somebody sayin that's the shame yay
Look, I'm going to make someone say that it's a pity or disgrace.


But if them people come they ain't gon' give no names yay
But if the authorities come, they won't give any information or names.


Play with the number one stun'na don't play no games yay
Don't mess with the most impressive and successful individual, I don't play around.


Come outside and see nothin but camouflage and bricks
Step outside and all you'll see is people in military attire and weapons.


Them gather up boys strapped with cannons
They have gathered a group of individuals armed with powerful firearms.


tryin to knock off yo' shit, you stanky bitch
Attempting to steal or damage your belongings, you disgusting person.


I'll Ruff Ryde your ass then, Cash in for Money
I will physically attack you in the style of Ruff Ryders, a hip-hop group. Your defeat will be effortless.


Juven' ain't gettin nuttin ha ha hah that shit is funny
Juvenile is not getting anything from this situation, and it's amusing or comical.


When my niggaz get knocked we gonna bail them out
When my friends get arrested, we will pay their bail and release them.


When it come to my gun my shells is out
When it comes to my firearm, I always have ammunition loaded and ready to use.


You better get the message, cause I done mailed it out
You should understand the warning, as I have already expressed it clearly.


that I'ma bang it like a hammer and I'ma nail the South
I will use my guns forcefully and effectively, dominating the Southern region.


East West, and write letters for my niggaz up North
I represent the East and West, and I communicate with my friends in the Northern region.


My guns made in China, so you better dust off
My guns are manufactured in China, so you better protect yourself and be prepared.


Comin to getcha, you gon' bleed ketchup, I always got cheddar
I'm coming to attack you, and you will bleed profusely. I always have money.


I never ass bet ya, and I won't even sweat ya
I never lose bets, and I won't even pay attention to you.


You won't roll four and better
You won't win any gambling games.


My dough is never low, but if Drag is down on his last
I always have lots of money, but if I'm low on funds,


I'ma reach in my sweater, bet my Baretta
I'll reach into my sweater and bet my gun, a Beretta.


Make a nigga feel the heat in the cold weather
I will make someone feel the intense heat even in cold weather.


Can't stand a nigga hype, throw me his bitch
I can't tolerate someone's arrogance, so they will give me their girlfriend.


Bitch come to my shit, you betta come get her
Girl, come to my place, you better come and get her.


Be like a dog with a bone I run with her
I'll pursue her like a dog with a bone, I will be devoted and protective.


Y'all make me so tired
You all exhaust me or make me feel weary.


Y'all niggaz still rappin like you don't know my flow is fire
You guys are still rapping as if you don't recognize that my flow is exceptional.


and y'all ain't got ya suits, ain't got ya boots
And you guys don't have your suits or boots, indicating a lack of sophistication or preparedness.


Probably gotta gun that ain't never shoot
You probably have a gun that you've never fired.


When we come you better hope they don't name you
When we arrive, you better hope you don't become a target or a name mentioned by the authorities.


Cause like two sticks rubbin I'll flame you
Because like two sticks rubbing together, I'll ignite you or start a conflict.


Don't try to be me cause I ain't you
Don't attempt to copy me because I am not like you.


'fore I have your spirit with the angels
Before I cause your death and your spirit ascends to heaven.


My shorty keep a gun on the ankles
My partner always carries a gun strapped to her ankle.


Wanna fuck? Watch out she'll bang you
If you want to have sex with her, be cautious because she is not afraid to shoot you.


cause I taught her well, y'all players better haul to hell
Because I trained her properly, all you players better run away and go to hell.


But you niggaz couldn't borrow a belt
But you guys couldn't even borrow a belt, indicating your lack of resources or status.


Whoever wit you is goin to jail
Whoever is with you will be arrested and sent to jail.


Oh you ain't bustin none, huh?
Oh, you haven't fired any shots, huh?


You wanna fuck em til they cum, huh?
You want to have sex with women until they reach orgasm, huh?


Drag-On, Juvenile, Double R, what you want huh?
Drag-On, Juvenile, Ruff Ryders, what do you want?




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@ceo_felcone

Who’s watching / listening to this in 2024? βœ‹πŸ½

@alphadream953

hell yeah

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@VS-xb7pz

Goosebumps.. One of the sickest flows. Was going thru DMX catalogue and remembered this gem.

@danieldukic6398

Always

@ceo_felcone

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@melissajohnson7885

You lying if you say this aint one of the hardest beats ever !

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Try this beat Cobra by mobb deep

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Swizzy!!!!!!!!

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Hard af. PAUSE

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