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  • 作词 : Simon Hessman/Leland Wayne/Carlton Davis Mays Jr./Peter Lee Johnson/Sheyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Mustafa Ahmed
    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
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Simon Hessman/Leland Wayne/Carlton Davis Mays Jr./Peter Lee Johnson/Sheyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Mustafa Ahmed
    [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