
elly elz & tay-k - gun him down (remix) lyrics
[verse 1: elly elz]
i catch my [?] i’mma gun him down (gun him down)
’cause this slow ass n+gga had to run his mouth (his mouth)
it’s elly b+tch, i’m the one around town (bang, bang)
my 40 clip holder hold a hundred rounds (bang, bang, bang)
got a bad chick, i keep her face down (face down)
n+ggas always hatin’ ’till i get [?] ([?])
i ain’t tryna hit sh+t if it ain’t now (ain’t now)
i ain’t tryna smoke sh+t if it ain’t loud (no loud)
it’s elly b+tch, i don’t f+ck with rap n+ggas (i don’t)
i’m tired of the lies in your raps, n+gga (god, d+mn)
f+ck a [?], n+ggas know i trap, n+gga (trap)
’cause i’mma always eat, f+ck rap, n+gga (f+ck you)
‘f+ck is you talkin’ bout, b+tch is you kiddin’ me? (you gotta be kidding me, b+tch)
you trippin’, lil b+tch, if you thinkin’ bout leavin’ me (you gotta be trippin’ lil b+tch)
i might go ‘head and tell shorty “get rid of me” (get rid of me, b+tch)
first get a k!llin’ this sh+t yeah it’s k!llin’ me (it’s k!llin’ me, b+tch)
see, my money long, that sh+t longer than a centipede (centipede, centipede, cеntipede)
[?]
but i just get monеy, nothing really gets to me ([?])
but then after that, i survived for a victory (elly baby)
it’s elly, lil n+gga, lil n+gga, now who is you? (who the f+ck is you, n+gga?)
[?], you n+ggas just doo doo doo (doo doo doo, doo doo doo, doo doo doo)
finesse a few n+ggas, them n+ggas got loose screws (smg sh+t)
’cause i’ll go ahead and [?] shoot at you
on the box, n+ggas not f+cking with me (one time)
i’m the plug of the motherf+ckin’ city (yeah, bang)
[verse 2: tay+k]
pull up on his block, we gon’ gun him down (down)
posted up with the choppa, like “who want it now?” (gang, gang)
run it up, run it up, i need a hundred+thou’
catch him lacking, walking home, we gon’ jump out (rrah)
all these n+ggas, they play p+ssy, this a run down (run down)
and my n+ggas, we gon’ rock ’til the sun down (sun down)
it was 12 o’clock at night, we brought the guns out (guns out)
why these n+ggas wanna front now? (front+now, gang)
we was three deep, we had four poles (four)
one of these n+ggas gon’ get lil jojo’d (bop)
pull up on ’em with the sticks (gang)
got three white b+tches, they all want my d+ck
leave that n+gga r.i.p. off the rip
now we gang deep, we posted up in vip (gang, gang, gang!)
codeine, promethazine, what i sip
and if she let me f+ck the first night, she’s a flip (flipper!)
pull up on a n+gga with the chopper, let it rip (rrah, rrah, rrah!)
got a clip taped to a clip, run out and i’m gon’ flip it
leave a n+gga dead in the street, a ricky (rrah, rrah!)
that’s what these n+ggas get, for f+cking with me (gang, gang)
youngest, hottest n+gga in the f+ckin’ city
you still with your mama, suckin’ on a titty (gang)
you showed me your b+tch, now she f+ckin’ with me
you was in your feelings, i was in her kitty (p+ssy!)
i just bought a .30, shot a glock, a glizzy (grrah)
n+gga try to k!ll me, then he coming with me
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