Kolyon Feat. Mozzy - Walk Down (Remix)

Lyrics

(ConradOnTheBeat)
Down on a nigga
Ain't on that friendly shit, decline on a nigga ('Cline on a nigga)
Walk down on a nigga
I ain't on that friendly shit
Get that stick, go decline on them niggas
(C-C-Conrad, ConradOnTheBeat so you know that bitch-)

We 'bout to walk down on a nigga (Get up, get up)
Ain't on that friendly shit
Get that stick, go decline on them niggas
About tired of you niggas
More undercover punks takin' drugs now you're all a sudden killers
I did time wit' some niggas (Huh)
Who done got a life sentence over bitchin', just for ridin' wit' a nigga (Huh)
See me shinin', my nigga
And they still forget the fact, all the years, I been grindin' my nigga

Peep me, I take this war shit deeper
Since a real nigga gone, let these bitch niggas deep it
And all that floss, boy, I don't peeped it
That's why I moved out the hood, niggas sneakin'
'Fore a nigga jump ship on a real one, I was beefin'
When haters throw salt, I guess it killed all my leeches
Now a nigga 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 niggas ain't a hundred, how the fuck 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 fuck wit' lil'  (Woo)

We 'bout to walk down on a nigga (Get up, get up)
Ain't on that friendly shit
Get that stick, go decline on them niggas
About tired of you niggas
More undercover punks takin' drugs now you're all a sudden killers
I did time wit' some niggas (Huh)
Who done got a life sentence over bitchin', just for ridin' wit' a nigga (Huh)
See me shinin', my nigga
And they still forget the fact, all the years, I been grindin' my nigga

Ahh, consequences for your actions, all that actin' hard
Pull up wit' this 'mote control and double tap the R
You ain't built for how we live if y'ain't have it hard
Park outside his mama house behind his granny car
You know the walk through gang going yay yay
Chase him 'round the parking lot with Bertha like he Dayday
He ain't comin', bonds, bitch, Mayday, Mayday
They told on Hellgang like Tekash' told on Treyway (Ayy)
My lil' brodie on parole in big Blorida
Niggas woofin' all 'em songs but how they talk, sir?
Put that on your dead homies, you gon' blow 'em up
You don't believe in what you bang, look how you throw it up
Ayy, all them pills that nigga poppin', that's gon' get him popped
This .50 popper had him stanky leggin', Harlem shakin'
You gotta get up out this car if you ain't partakin' in this gangster shit
Google, bloody known for takin' trip

We 'bout to walk down on a nigga (Get up, get up)
Ain't on that friendly shit
Get that stick, go decline on them niggas
About tired of you niggas
More undercover punks takin' drugs now you're all a sudden killers
I did time wit' some niggas (Huh)
Who done got a life sentence over bitchin', just for ridin' wit' a nigga (Huh)
See me shinin', my nigga
And they still forget the fact, all the years-