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Walk Down (Remix)
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Mozzy
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(ConradOnTheBeat) Down on a n***a Ain't on that friendly sh*t, decline on a n***a ('Cline on a n***a) Walk down on a n***a I ain't on that friendly sh*t Get that stick, go decline on them n***as (C-C-Conrad, ConradOnTheBeat so you know that b*t*h-) We 'bout to walk down on a n***a (Get up, get up) Ain't on that friendly sh*t Get that stick, go decline on them n***as About tired of you n***as More undercover punks takin' drugs now you're all a sudden killers I did time wit' some n***as (Huh) Who done got a life sentence over b*t*hin', just for ridin' wit' a n***a (Huh) See me shinin', my n***a And they still forget the fact, all the years, I been grindin' my n***a Peep me, I take this war sh*t deeper Since a real n***a gone, let these b*t*h n***as deep it And all that floss, boy, I don't peeped it That's why I moved out the hood, n***as sneakin' 'Fore a n***a jump ship on a real one, I was beefin' When haters throw salt, I guess it killed all my leeches Now a n***a ballin' and they still in the bleachers Don't take it, 1500 for my sneakers My phone, they be callin', what I'm chargin' for a feature Motivate my youngens just to go and get the heater Slidin' with that [?] in the [?] like some reefer Go to spend it like we stuntin', just for gunnin' at my people You n***as ain't a hundred, how the f**k we gon' be equal? Tell me who done it, we can run it, this a sequel I ain't shootin' from the screech I'm tryna knock 'em off they feet I told 'em not to f**k wit' lil' [?] (Woo) We 'bout to walk down on a n***a (Get up, get up) Ain't on that friendly sh*t Get that stick, go decline on them n***as About tired of you n***as More undercover punks takin' drugs now you're all a sudden killers I did time wit' some n***as (Huh) Who done got a life sentence over b*t*hin', just for ridin' wit' a n***a (Huh) See me shinin', my n***a And they still forget the fact, all the years, I been grindin' my n***a Ahh, consequences for your actions, all that actin' hard Pull up wit' this 'mote control and double tap the R You ain't built for how we live if y'ain't have it hard Park outside his mama house behind his granny car You know the walk through gang going yay yay Chase him 'round the parking lot with Bertha like he Dayday He ain't comin', bonds, b*t*h, Mayday, Mayday They told on Hellgang like Tekash' told on Treyway (Ayy) My lil' brodie on parole in big Blorida n***as woofin' all 'em songs but how they talk, sir? Put that on your dead homies, you gon' blow 'em up You don't believe in what you bang, look how you throw it up Ayy, all them pills that n***a poppin', that's gon' get him popped This .50 popper had him stanky leggin', Harlem shakin' You gotta get up out this car if you ain't partakin' in this gangster sh*t Google, bloody known for takin' trip We 'bout to walk down on a n***a (Get up, get up) Ain't on that friendly sh*t Get that stick, go decline on them n***as About tired of you n***as More undercover punks takin' drugs now you're all a sudden killers I did time wit' some n***as (Huh) Who done got a life sentence over b*t*hin', just for ridin' wit' a n***a (Huh) See me shinin', my n***a And they still forget the fact, all the years-
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