Walk Em Down (Don't Kill Civilians) [feat. Mustafa]

We represent destruction nigga, death Mayhem, murder and madness nigga You try me you gon' die You try the squad you gon' die Pourin up drank sippin' wok by the pint Rich nigga I buy you my friendship with the bank My bougie bitch be actin like she loyal but she aint Fell in love with a hood rat and she walk stank My brother down the road wit a extendo on his shank Feel like I can do whatever never say I can't I won't move off my emotions I'mma always think Tracker on his car catch him at the light & bang I'm a east side nigga with a bank roll Used to call us country they don't want no gun smoke I'm with the shit but countin money more fun tho All the ops say they hard why they run for All these choppas I can open up a gun store Really street I ain't goin for the Gusto Give you cash money I cant give no fucks tho Buck shots hit his stomach now his guts gone Walk that nigga down Walk that nigga down Walk that nigga down Walk that nigga down Walk that nigga down Walk that nigga down Walk that nigga down Put your man down better not make a sound Brand new Diamondback and it hold 100 rounds I aint hit no kids cuz I walk my man down I won't hit no kids I'mma walk my man down AK or the SK Late night, broad day 223 change your heart rate Nigga softer than a parfait Used to serve in the hallway Nigga sold me a bag it was all shake Called him back like I want 8 Thought I came to shop but it was all take Pussy, you know what I'm on pussy You only tough on the camera phone pussy I aint finna rob you get your gamble on pussy Yall the type of niggas we put hammers on pussy Beef about a bitch you a tender dick rookie I can't even cap his baby mamas shit gushy Amiri jeans stuffed with the blues all Tookie Used to sell the gas now I'm sellin all cookie Walk that nigga down Walk that nigga down Walk that nigga down Walk that nigga down Walk that nigga down Walk that nigga down Walk that nigga down Put your man down better not make a sound Brand new Diamondback and it hold 100 rounds I aint hit no kids cuz I walk my man down I won't hit no kids I'mma walk my man down This hood shit don't matter but when my nigga dies Somebody gotta answer Told him put his gun down and he didn't make it to another November Told my boy leave town but he don't have the bread To really leave the gutter And I'm starting to wonder, gotta find ways to not go under Bro wants to kill again Told him be patient you don't kill civilians The drop will come back out if its written in No we don't pray for war, but if it comes niggas know what we built for Niggas know what we built for Shootouts in the winter Bro got bigger Finally came home but to no real niggas Just dice and liquor his old girl But he don't miss her He aint the same he can't be with her Tell me how to cope right So many dead friends your prayers for the whole night Tell me how to grow right Locked in the cell and you hearing that your bro died New state of mind, if a nigga trips dont waste no time Stay alive, stay alive We spin and these niggas claim the crown Bro wants to kill again Told him be patient, these poor civilians The drop will come back out Back out What's written in Will never miss We'll never miss Bro wants to kill again Told him be patient you don't kill civilians The drop will come back out if it's written in No we don't pray for war But if it comes niggas know what we built for Niggas know what we built for