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letra de walk down - kolyon

[intro: kolyon]
(conradonthebeat)
down on a n-gga
ain’t on that friendly sh-t, decline on a n-gga (‘cline on a n-gga)
walk down on a n-gga
i ain’t on that friendly sh-t
get that stick, go decline on them n-ggas
(c-c-conrad, conradonthebeat so you know that b-tch-)

[chorus]
we ’bout to walk down on a n-gga (get up, get up)
ain’t on that friendly sh-t
get that stick, go decline on them n-ggas
about tired of you n-ggas
more undercover punks takin’ drugs now you’re all a sudden k!llers
i did time wit’ some n-ggas (huh)
who done got a life sentence over b-tchin’, just for ridin’ wit’ a n-gga (huh)
see me shinin’, my n-gga
and they still forget the fact, all the years, i been grindin’ my n-gga

[verse 1]
peep me, i take this war sh-t deeper
since a real n-gga gone, let these b-tch n-ggas deep it
and all that floss, boy, i don’t peeped it
that’s why i moved out the hood, n-ggas sneakin’
‘fore a n-gga jump ship on a real one, i was beefin’
when haters throw salt, i guess it k!lled all my leeches
now a n-gga 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-ggas ain’t a hundred, how the f-ck 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-ck wit’ lil’ [?] (woo)
[chorus]
we ’bout to walk down on a n-gga (get up, get up)
ain’t on that friendly sh-t
get that stick, go decline on them n-ggas
about tired of you n-ggas
more undercover punks takin’ drugs now you’re all a sudden k!llers
i did time wit’ some n-ggas (huh)
who done got a life sentence over b-tchin’, just for ridin’ wit’ a n-gga (huh)
see me shinin’, my n-gga
and they still forget the fact, all the years, i been grindin’ my n-gga

[verse 2]
okay, i’m fed up
n-ggas [?] the block and shot my leg up
heard through the grapevine, some n-ggas want me dead
bro, i ran up a check, it’s time to headhunt
detective came to my room but i ain’t said nothin’
if [?] mention death, i swear to god, i get a head rush
like i’m the realest n-gga left and they ain’t scared, boy
psychopathic flow wit’ no motherf-ckin’ meds hoe
and on this real n-gga sh-t, i got it locked just like a [?]
i swore my back against the ropes
my mama told me, “son, you better not tote”
watchin’ n-ggas that surround, they gon’ drown while you throat
and since they gossip like some hoes, shoot them p-ssies in they nose
[chorus]
we ’bout to walk down on a n-gga (get up, get up)
ain’t on that friendly sh-t
get that stick, go decline on them n-ggas
about tired of you n-ggas
more undercover punks takin’ drugs now you’re all a sudden k!llers
i did time wit’ some n-ggas (huh)
who done got a life sentence over b-tchin’, just for ridin’ wit’ a n-gga (huh)
see me shinin’, my n-gga
and they still forget the fact, all the years, i been grindin’ my n-gga

[outro]
(i’m ’bout tired of you n-ggas)
(that stick and go decline on you n-ggas)

- kolyon

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