Walk Em Down (Don't Kill Civilians) feat. Mustafa

歌詞

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 pint 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 stank My brother down the road with a 'xtendo on his shank 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 light and bang I'm a Eastside nigga with a bankroll Used to call us 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 fuck though Buck shots hit 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, bet' not make a sound Brand new Diamondback back and it 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 take 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, his baby mama shit gushy Amiri jeans stuffed with them blues, all tookie Used to sell the gas, now I'm sellin' 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, bet' not make a sound Brand new Diamondback and it 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 when my nigga die, somebody gotta answer Told him put his gun down And he didn't make it to another November Told my bro, "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 out if it's written in No, we don't pray for war But if it comes, niggas know what we built for Niggas know what we built for Shootouts in the winter, bro got bigger Finally came home, but to no real niggas Just us and liquor, his old girl, but he don't miss her He ain't the same, he can't be with her, oh Tell me how to cope right So many dead friends Your prayers fill the whole night Tell me how to grow right Locked in the cell and you hearin' that your bro died New state of mind If a nigga trips, don't waste no time Stay alive, stay alive We spin and these niggas claim the crime Bro wants to kill again Told him, "Be patient, these were civilians" The drop'll come back out, back out, what's written in 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 out if it's written in No, we don't pray for war But if it comes, niggas know what we built for Niggas know what we built for Oh Oh-oh-oh