Man Down - Slim Dunkin, Lil Cap Da Kid: текст песни id 50624532
Dunk, Cap, Kid
Ohh Shit, Brick Squad.
Ohh Shit, Hit Squad.
Ohh Shit, Dirt Gang!
Ohh Shit, Dunk
Brick Squad, niggas nervous
Won’t do it by mistake, buck 'em on purpose
Click full of clowns, got the club like a circus
Stomp his ass out till his face hit the surface
I’m 'bout that action pussy nigga 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
Nigga what it do? Nigga who are you?
Goons circle his ass 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 pussy ass niggas
Dunkin' on bitch y’all rookie ass niggas
Fred Durst all about the nookie ass niggas
Soft in da middle ol' cookie ass niggas
Boy stop dat actin', yeen really bout dat action
Niggas tough actin' Tinactin til they body start subtractin'
Boy, boy stop dat actin' yeen really bout dat action
Niggas tough actin' Tinactin til they body start subtractin'
Man down, man down, man down, man down, man down
Ohh shit, man down
Ohh shit, man down
Ohh shit, man down
Man down oh shit get your do' kicked
Better cooperate or you can get the whole clip
Caplanta my city, killin' dark bad boy song wit my Diddy
Everythang green bitch 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 killin' just for passion (Grove Street
niggas!)
I can make it happen to ya nigga 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
I’m like «baah», mothafucka you hard bitch I been movin'
One call dats all like I’m Ken Nugent (Bllllrrt!)
Pussy 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 nigga
Say you gotta goon betta call that nigga
Like ride dick’s where ya heart at nigga
Yo Mike Vick where ya dogs at nigga
Boy you soft, and all dat nigga
Mad cuz I’m out all night witcha bitch in da car gettin' head like a ball cap
nigga
I don’t give a fuck still popped da hoe
Gimmie top da gold, you’s da bitch
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 niggas get high to this
May fan might die for this
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