letra de mr walkum down - cml lavish d
[intro: cml lavish d]
cml n-gga
the god, n-gga
boosie, what’s bracking n-gga?
mmm, teoilikethis
the hank way n-gga!
[chorus: cml lavish d]
there’s k!llers in my circle, n-ggas know who run the town (what else?)
call me mr. walk up on ’em with a 100 rounds (bwak!)
n-ggas ain’t outside, they ain’t nowhere to be found (uh uh)
skipping through they section trying to chase a n-gga down (come here n-gga)
there’s k!llers in my circle, n-ggas know who run the town (what else?)
call me mr. walk up on ’em with a 100 rounds (bwaka)
n-ggas ain’t outside, they ain’t nowhere to be found (uh uh)
skipping through they section trying to chase a n-gga down (cml n-gga)
[verse 1: cml lavish d]
skipping through they section with this fully tryna serve sum’n
chopper like a dirty -ss fish, tryna burn sum’n (n-gga)
n-gga close your motherf-cking mouth and you can learn sum’n (dead homies)
pull up on a sucka like the boys tryna blerk sum’n (rrt)
you slipping and i’m tripping, on the 30s i don’t think a lot (uh uh)
there’s henny in my system got me spazzing, i can’t drink a lot (30 gang)
these n-ggas say it’s money on my head, so i don’t sleep a lot (n-gga)
bad b-tch sucking on the tip, she can’t eat a lot (hahaha)
errybody love me in the ghetto like i’m boosie boo (yah)
first n-gga reach for my chain, knock his kufi loose (get on that n-gga)
chase a n-gga down broad day, let the uzi shoot
king of the city, they’ll tell you that i do the form (30 gang)
loyal to the gang (yah)
they’ll die over my name (51)
you in it for the fame?
blood you should be ashamed (dead homies)
this mak 90 will run him over like a train
it’s south sacramento n-gga, we don’t say a thang (what else?)
[chorus: cml lavish d]
there’s k!llers in my circle, n-ggas know who run the town (what else?)
call me mr. walk up on ’em with a 100 rounds (bwak!)
n-ggas ain’t outside, they ain’t nowhere to be found (uh uh)
skipping through they section trying to chase a n-gga down (come here n-gga)
there’s k!llers in my circle, n-ggas know who run the town (what else?)
call me mr. walk up on ’em with a 100 rounds (bwaka)
n-ggas ain’t outside, they ain’t nowhere to be found (uh uh)
skipping through they section trying to chase a n-gga down (cml n-gga)
[verse 2: boosie badazz]
boosie badazz
got a bad b-tch with me and a red tote
rolling up the backwood, i’m in sacramento (oh!)
stick in the car, i had this motherf-cker out (yeah)
thought what i’d be talking ’bout, king of the f-cking south (boosie!)
yeah, that’s a oldschool van
clean -ss chevrolet, drive a b-tch crazy (yeah!)
police on my trail, get in my hair, know i’m strapped down
what we smoking n-gga?
grab the weed, my n-gga stank a n-gga rap now
y’all ain’t even k!llers y’all p-ssies (y’all p-ssies)
i don’t talk words my n-gga, i talk bullets
and i’ve been getting money since the motherf-cking bieber
n-gga
old valley full of grim reapers
n-gga
run that n-gga down, run that n-gga down (run that n-gga down!)
run that n-gga down, run that n-gga down (run that n-gga down!!)
some n-gga in the city how we knock ’em out they shoes
south side baton rouge, i got k!llers in my circle n-gga
[chorus: cml lavish d]
there’s k!llers in my circle, n-ggas know who run the town (what else?)
call me mr. walk up on ’em with a 100 rounds (bwak!)
n-ggas ain’t outside, they ain’t nowhere to be found (uh uh)
skipping through they section trying to chase a n-gga down (come here n-gga)
there’s k!llers in my circle, n-ggas know who run the town (what else?)
call me mr. walk up on ’em with a 100 rounds (bwaka)
n-ggas ain’t outside, they ain’t nowhere to be found (uh uh)
skipping through they section trying to chase a n-gga down (cml n-gga)
there’s k!llers in my circle, n-ggas know who run the town (what else?)
call me mr. walk up on ’em with a 100 rounds (bwak!)
n-ggas ain’t outside, they ain’t nowhere to be found (uh uh)
skipping through they section trying to chase a n-gga down (come here n-gga)
there’s k!llers in my circle, n-ggas know who run the town (what else?)
call me mr. walk up on ’em with a 100 rounds (bwaka)
n-ggas ain’t outside, they ain’t nowhere to be found (uh uh)
skipping through they section trying to chase a n-gga down (cml n-gga)
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