Gunned Down Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
You know I'm strapped in a booth right now Walk in this ho and you get gunned down
I be stackin' that money, sign up, sign down This shit ain't no game, don't be fuckin
around Ain't no discussion, won't answer no calls
All this ass how to bounce, nigga, must've been lost
They did all that search and he still wasn't found
Tell them people go home, that nigga, he gone They ripped your neck for real, can't recover
from that, that nigga won't live Niggas play tough on the ground in the crib
Portraying your image, that ain't how you live
We're a hard body, really, really than real They broke bread, bust it down on the mill
I be with the members, gon' break your crib We takin' that shit if we ain't got it here
I don't got it, I hated my time Niggas jumped out the ride and snatched up
my brain They still ain't gon' slide or gon' kill
out they mind This shit make me laugh, them niggas insane
Wait till you catch your lil' brother, kill that bitch in vain
You can try for the duck, but nigga, I got aim
We gon' see who gon' die, who mama gon' sign
Should be here, get busy, they know I don't play
Run up on me and takes off to the face Nigga, try send a lil' eater to find where I stay
Now you is dumb than a bitch, now I know where you lay
It's time to load up, nigga, right now, the day
If I caught me, I oppa had gave him the flame
As soon as I came out the door, hit him all in his face
I got his top, put that boy in his place
He thought I was a ho, that fuck nigga crazy
You fuck with the opps, you get down with their ass
Shawty go cry with their ass
You be a nigga, a bitch, she ain't getting the pass
All of my niggas, they known for the crash
Niggas be making them songs, nigga, know that it's fiction
We catch their ass, that ain't shit in they pants
Speaking on me, boy, it come with a fee
He was talking that shit and we stripped his bitch ass
Hop out with that joint, make a fuck nigga dance
I ain't fucking that ho with a groupie legs
Whole team hit, but I pass on her ass
Bitch, no, I'm too fresh for her nasty legs
Let's talk, get behind him, we pushing the gas
One minute shots in the car, brother, go a lil' fast
Pop me a opp, nigga, no, I ain't scared
You can get put on a shirt, nigga, play with my brain
You know I'm strapped in a booth right now
Walk in this ho and you get gunned down
I be stacking that money, signing up, signing down
This shit ain't no game, don't be fucking around
Ain't no discussion, won't answer no calls
That's how the bounce, nigga, must've been lost
I did all that searching, he still won't follow
Tell them people go home, that nigga, he gone
They ripped to your neck, for real
Can't recover from that, nigga, won't live
Niggas play tough on the ground in the crib
Portraying your image, that ain't how you live
Real hard, body really, realer than real
Ain't broke bread, bust it down on the mill
I be with the members, go break your crib
We taking that shit if we ain't got it here
On gang