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slim dunkin - man down lyrics

[intro: slim dunkin]
dunk, cap, kid
ohh sh-t, brick squad..
ohh sh-t, hit squad..
ohh sh-t, dirt gang!!
ohh sh-t, dunk

[verse 1: slim dunkin]
brick squad, n-ggas nervous
won’t do it by mistake, buck ’em on purpose
cl!ck full of clowns, got the club like a circus
stomp his -ss out till his face hit the surface
i’m ’bout that action p-ssy n-gga cut your camaras on
we verizon boy deep get ya camara phones (yah)
money savage, now i gotta stack
can’t make a movie, goons don’t know how to act
so geeked on the beans, better get serious
might as well shoot yourself, plexico burress
n-gga what it do? n-gga who are you?
goons circle his -ss like a hoola hoop
still buckin’ on guns like i’m bullet proof
i ain’t stoppin’ till they filmin’ this big new
i ain’t playin’ with y’all p-ssy -ss n-ggas
dunkin’ on b-tch y’all rookie -ss n-ggas
fred durst all about the nookie -ss n-ggas
soft in da middle ol’ cookie -ss n-ggas

[hook: slim dunkin]
boy stop dat actin’, yeen really bout dat action
n-ggas tough actin’ tinactin til they body start subtractin’
boy, boy stop dat actin’ yeen really bout dat action
n-ggas tough actin’ tinactin til they body start subtractin’
man down, man down, man down, man down, man down
ohh sh-t, man down
ohh sh-t, man down
ohh sh-t, man down

[verse 2: lil cap]
man down oh sh-t get your do’ kicked
better cooperate or you can get the whole clip
caplanta my city, k!llin’ dark bad boy song wit my diddy
everythang green b-tch ya know dat i’m wit it
say da moneys in da safe bet imma go get it (oh yea!)
boy stop dat actin’ yeen really bout dat action
got some green flag partnas who be k!llin’ just for p-ssion (grove street n-ggas!)
i can make it happen to ya n-gga i ain’t rappin’, i’m tha president
touch me and they clappin (bow!)
shots fired chalk ’em up, you can toe tag ’em
man down it’s a rap give ’em a closed casket

[hook]

[verse 3: da kid]
i’m like “baah”, mothaf-cka you hard b-tch i been movin’
one call dats all like i’m ken nugent (bllllrrt!)
p-ssy man up, that’ll be uh man down
best faced god on the northside hands down
yo don, let me get ’em
cap let me in, fall back n-gga
say you gotta goon betta call that n-gga
like ride d-ck’s where ya heart at n-gga
yo mike vick where ya dogs at n-gga
boy you soft, and all dat n-gga
mad cuz i’m out all night witcha b-tch in da car gettin’ head like a ball cap n-gga
i don’t give a f-ck still popped da hoe
gimmie top da gold, you’s da b-tch
i’m da man and when it hits da fan, you’ll be canned, tuna fish
i’m used this this, ask l’s
am i ride for this
real n-ggas get high to this
may fan might die for this

[hook]

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