Walk Em Down

作曲 : Simon Hessman/Leland Wayne/Carlton Davis Mays Jr./Peter Lee Johnson/Sheyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Mustafa Ahmed

We represent destruction, nigga

Death, mayhem, murder and madness, nigga

You try me, you gon' die

You try to score us, you gon' die

Pourin' up drank, sippin' wock by the paint

Rich nigga, I buy you my friendship with the bank

My boujee bitch be actin' like she loyal, but she ain't

Fell in love with a hood rat and she walk stains

My brother done the road with a 'xtendo on his chain

Felt like I can do whatever, never say I can't

I won't move off my emotions, I'ma always think

Tracker on his car, catch him at the body bank

I'm an Eastside nigga with a bankroll

Used to call this country \"They Don't Want No Gun Smoke\"

I'm with this shit, but countin' money more fun though

All the opps say they hard, why they run for?

All these choppers, I can open up a gun store

Really street, I ain't goin' for the guts though

Give you cash money, I can't give no **** though

Buck shots in his stomach, now his guts gone

Walk that nigga down

Walk that nigga down, walk that nigga down

Walk that nigga down, walk that nigga down

Walk that nigga down, walk that nigga down

Put your man down, better not make a sound

Brand new diamond bad and they hold a hundred rounds

I ain't hit no kids, 'cause I walk my man down

I won't hit no kids, I'ma walk my man down

AK or the SK? Late night, broad day

.223 change your heart rate, nigga softer than a parfait

Used to serve in a hallway, nigga sold me a bag, it was all shake

Called him back, like \"I want eight\" (Hello?)

Thought I came to shop, but it was all tape

Pussy, you know what I'm on, pussy

You only tough on the camera phone, pussy

I ain't finna rob you, get your gamble on, pussy

Y'all the type of niggas we put hammers on, pussy

Beef about a bitch, you a tender dick rookie

I can't even cap, 'cause baby mama, she ain't gushy

Amiri jeans stuffed with them blues, all tookie

Used to sell the gas, now we sell it all cookie

Walk that nigga down

Walk that nigga down, walk that nigga down

Walk that nigga down, walk that nigga down

Walk that nigga down, walk that nigga down

Put your man down, better not make a sound

Brand new diamond bad and they hold a hundred rounds

I ain't hit no kids, 'cause I walk my man down

(I won't hit no kids, I'ma walk my man down)

This hood shit don't matter

But, why my nigga die? Somebody, God, answer

Told him put his gun down

And he didn't make it to another November

Told my bro to leave town

But he don't have the bread to really leave the gutter

And I'm startin' to wonder

Gotta find ways to not go under

Bro wants to kill again

Told him, \"Be patient, you don't kill civilians\"

The drop'll come back at it for drillin' it

Now it'll pray for a ho'

But if it comes, niggas know I'll be done for

Niggas know I'll be done for

Shootouts in the winter, bro cop bigger

Finally came home, but to no real niggas

Just pour some liquor, it's all good, but they don't miss her

He ain't the same, he can't be with her, oh

Tell me how to cope right

Too many dead friends, it rains for the whole night

Tell me how to cope right

Locked in the cell and you hearin' that your bro died

No state of mind

If a nigga trips, don't waste no time

Still love, still love

We spin and this nigga's claimin' crowd

Bro wants to kill again

Told him, \"Be patient, you don't kill civilians\"

The drop'll come back at, back at, but, really

We'll never miss, we'll never miss

Bro wants to kill again

Told him, \"Be patient, you don't kill civilians\"

The drop'll come back at it for drillin' it

Now it'll pray for a ho'

But if it comes, niggas know I'll be done for

Niggas know what we built for

Oh

Oh-oh-oh

[00:00.022] 作曲 : Simon Hessman/Leland Wayne/Carlton Davis Mays Jr./Peter Lee Johnson/Sheyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Mustafa Ahmed

[00:00.044]We represent destruction, nigga

[00:01.401]Death, mayhem, murder and madness, nigga

[00:04.116]You try me, you gon' die

[00:05.314]You try to score us, you gon' die

[00:08.368]

[00:20.195]Pourin' up drank, sippin' wock by the paint

[00:22.723]Rich nigga, I buy you my friendship with the bank

[00:25.836]My boujee bitch be actin' like she loyal, but she ain't

[00:28.715]Fell in love with a hood rat and she walk stains

[00:31.672]My brother done the road with a 'xtendo on his chain

[00:34.584]Felt like I can do whatever, never say I can't

[00:37.625]I won't move off my emotions, I'ma always think

[00:40.608]Tracker on his car, catch him at the body bank

[00:43.562]I'm an Eastside nigga with a bankroll

[00:46.773]Used to call this country \"They Don't Want No Gun Smoke\"

[00:49.935]I'm with this shit, but countin' money more fun though

[00:52.866]All the opps say they hard, why they run for?

[00:55.819]All these choppers, I can open up a gun store

[00:58.715]Really street, I ain't goin' for the guts though

[01:01.793]Give you cash money, I can't give no **** though

[01:04.734]Buck shots in his stomach, now his guts gone

[01:07.804]

[01:09.207]Walk that nigga down

[01:10.378]Walk that nigga down, walk that nigga down

[01:13.459]Walk that nigga down, walk that nigga down

[01:16.252]Walk that nigga down, walk that nigga down

[01:19.297]Put your man down, better not make a sound

[01:22.221]Brand new diamond bad and they hold a hundred rounds

[01:25.337]I ain't hit no kids, 'cause I walk my man down

[01:28.193]I won't hit no kids, I'ma walk my man down

[01:32.317]

[01:32.875]AK or the SK? Late night, broad day

[01:38.497].223 change your heart rate, nigga softer than a parfait

[01:44.338]Used to serve in a hallway, nigga sold me a bag, it was all shake

[01:50.480]Called him back, like \"I want eight\" (Hello?)

[01:53.253]Thought I came to shop, but it was all tape

[01:55.596]Pussy, you know what I'm on, pussy

[01:57.976]You only tough on the camera phone, pussy

[02:01.004]I ain't finna rob you, get your gamble on, pussy

[02:03.815]Y'all the type of niggas we put hammers on, pussy

[02:06.820]Beef about a bitch, you a tender dick rookie

[02:09.815]I can't even cap, 'cause baby mama, she ain't gushy

[02:12.766]Amiri jeans stuffed with them blues, all tookie

[02:15.750]Used to sell the gas, now we sell it all cookie

[02:18.872]

[02:20.785]Walk that nigga down

[02:21.891]Walk that nigga down, walk that nigga down

[02:24.755]Walk that nigga down, walk that nigga down

[02:27.674]Walk that nigga down, walk that nigga down

[02:30.643]Put your man down, better not make a sound

[02:33.742]Brand new diamond bad and they hold a hundred rounds

[02:36.627]I ain't hit no kids, 'cause I walk my man down

[02:39.377](I won't hit no kids, I'ma walk my man down)

[02:42.571]

[02:43.558]This hood shit don't matter

[02:45.551]But, why my nigga die? Somebody, God, answer

[02:49.030]Told him put his gun down

[02:50.663]And he didn't make it to another November

[02:54.388]Told my bro to leave town

[02:55.838]But he don't have the bread to really leave the gutter

[02:59.670]And I'm startin' to wonder

[03:01.218]Gotta find ways to not go under

[03:03.823]

[03:04.885]Bro wants to kill again

[03:06.379]Told him, \"Be patient, you don't kill civilians\"

[03:09.766]The drop'll come back at it for drillin' it

[03:15.354]Now it'll pray for a ho'

[03:16.817]But if it comes, niggas know I'll be done for

[03:23.400]Niggas know I'll be done for

[03:27.070]

[03:31.077]Shootouts in the winter, bro cop bigger

[03:34.154]Finally came home, but to no real niggas

[03:37.639]Just pour some liquor, it's all good, but they don't miss her

[03:42.891]He ain't the same, he can't be with her, oh

[03:52.389]Tell me how to cope right

[03:54.433]Too many dead friends, it rains for the whole night

[03:57.482]Tell me how to cope right

[03:58.974]Locked in the cell and you hearin' that your bro died

[04:02.804]No state of mind

[04:04.237]If a nigga trips, don't waste no time

[04:07.026]Still love, still love

[04:09.565]We spin and this nigga's claimin' crowd

[04:12.361]

[04:13.531]Bro wants to kill again

[04:14.995]Told him, \"Be patient, you don't kill civilians\"

[04:18.735]The drop'll come back at, back at, but, really

[04:23.940]We'll never miss, we'll never miss

[04:29.044]

[04:39.822]Bro wants to kill again

[04:41.272]Told him, \"Be patient, you don't kill civilians\"

[04:44.789]The drop'll come back at it for drillin' it

[04:50.072]Now it'll pray for a ho'

[04:51.799]But if it comes, niggas know I'll be done for

[04:57.771]Niggas know what we built for

[05:01.558]

[05:02.044]Oh

[05:06.900]Oh-oh-oh