Walk Em Down (Don’t Kill Civilians) (ChoppedNotSlopped|Explicit)歌词由Metro Boomin&21 Savage&Mustafa[欧美]演唱,出自专辑《HEROES & VILLAINS (Villains Version) [Explicit]》,下面是《Walk Em Down (Don’t Kill Civilians) (ChoppedNotSlopped|Explicit)》完整版歌词!
Walk Em Down (Don’t Kill Civilians) (ChoppedNotSlopped|Explicit)歌词完整版
Walk Em Down (Don't Kill Civilians) (ChoppedNotSlopped|Explicit) - Metro Boomin/21 Savage/Mustafa
Lyrics by:Peter Lee Johnson/Simon Hessman/Leland Wayne/Carlton Davis Mays Jr./Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Mustafa Ahmed
Composed by:Peter Lee Johnson/Simon Hessman/Leland Wayne/Carlton Davis Mays Jr./Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Mustafa Ahmed
We represent destruction n***a
Death mayhem murder and madness n***a
You try me you gon' die
You try to score us you gon' die
Chopstars
It's chopped up and not slopped up mane
OG Ron C DJ Candlestick
What
Pourin' up drank sippin' Wock' by the pint
Rich n***a I buy you my friendship with the bank
Pourin'-pourin'
Pourin' up drank sippin' Wock' by the pint
Rich n***a I buy you my friend-
Pourin'-pourin'
Pourin' up drank sippin' Wock' by the pint
Rich nig- I buy-I buy you my friendship with the bank
My boujee-boujee ***** be actin' like she loyal but she ain't
Fell in-fell in love with a hood rat and she walk stank
My brother-brother down the road with a 'xtendo shank-shank
Felt like I can do whatever never say I can't
I won't-I won't move off my emotions I'ma always think
Tracker-tracker on his car catch him at the light and bang
I'm a Eastside n***a with a bank-
Used to call us country they don't want no gun-
I'm with this **** but countin' money fun-fun though
All the opps say they hard why they run-
All these choppers I can open up a gun-
Really street I ain't goin' for the guts though
Give you cash money I can't give no **** though
Shot-shots hit his stomach now his guts gone
Walk that down-down
Walk that n***a down walk that n***a down
Walk that-walk that n***a down walk that n***a down
Walk that-walk that n***a down walk that n***a down
Put your man down bet' not make a sound
Brand new-brand new Diamondback and it hold a hundred rounds
I ain't-I ain't hit no kids 'cause I walk my man down
I won't-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
N***a softer than a parfait
Used to serve in a hallway
N***a 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
P***y you know what I'm on p***y
You only tough on the camera phone p***y
I ain't finna rob you get your gamble on p***y
Y'all the type of n***as we put hammers on p***y
Beef about a ***** you a tender-d**k rookie
Beef about a ***** you a tender
Beef abou-
Beef about a ***** you a tender-d**k rookie
I can't even cap his cap his baby mama **** gushy
Ami-Amiri jeans stuffed with them blues all tookie
Used to-used to sell the gas now I'm sellin' all cookie
Walk that down-down
Walk that down-down walk that down-down
Walk that down-down walk that down-down
Walk that down-down walk that down-down
Put your-put your man down bet' not make a sound
Brand new-brand new Diamondback and it hold a hundred rounds
I ain't hit no kids 'cause I walk my man down
I won't-I won't hit no kids I'ma walk my man down
I won't hit no kids I'ma walk my man down
I won't-I won't
I won't hit no kids I'ma walk my man down
This hood **** don't matter
But when my n***a 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 n***as know what we built for
N***as know what we built for
Shootouts in the winter bro got bigger
Finally came home but to no real n***as
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 n***a trips don't waste no time
Stay alive stay alive
We spin and these n***as 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
It's about to be a new year mane
Don't get caught ridin' around with the sloppy ****
I promise you playa
It ain't G at all you hear me