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kolyon – walk down lyrics

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[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)



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