Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Man Down, artist - YBN Nahmir. Album song YBN: The Mixtape, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 06.09.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Warner
Song language: English
Man Down |
| Either you in or out |
| I see the paramedics, news cameras, police choppers |
| Man down, but they don’t know who shot 'em |
| It’s lookin' like The Walking Dead, zombies |
| Everyday a nigga D.I.E |
| If anybody scared, fuck from 'round me |
| If you ain’t with the bid’ness, get the fuck from 'round me |
| Slide down on my niggas on tip (raah!) |
| 30 shots they gon' go through your whip (hits) |
| I’m the man, smokin' nigga like a zip |
| Then turn around and I fuck on his bitch (bop, bop, bop, bop) |
| I gotta keep movin', keep one in the Ruger (ayy) |
| Bullets hot, they gon' hit your medula (yeah) |
| I’m chasin' the sack, gotta get to the safe |
| By any means, gotta get that moolah (bop, bop, bop, bop) |
| It’s gun shots erywhere so, boy, you better hide (you finna hide) |
| If Breezy say it’s fuck you, so you know I’m finna slide (watch me slide) |
| Watch me do that walk up, you seen that pole, now he surprise |
| Hollow tips gon' hit 'em then I’m hoppin' in that ride (bop, bop, bop, bop) |
| Say the people took my brother, so I’m screamin', «Fuck the feds» |
| I rather keep that blower 'fore my mama see me dead |
| If a nigga run up on me, I’ma fill 'em up with lead (raah!) |
| .223's hit his body, pop a nigga like some mints |
| If I ever hit a lick then you know I’m breakin' bread (I'm breakin' bread) |
| Niggas snitchin' to the cops, they be talkin' to the feds |
| All I hear is gunshots (bang, bang) |
| Up and down my block (yeah, ow!) |
| It don’t never stop (ow!) |
| Either you in or out (I see) |
| I see the paramedics, news cameras, police choppers |
| Man down, but they don’t know who shot 'em |
| It’s lookin' like The Walking Dead, zombies (bang, bang) |
| Everyday a nigga D.I.E (woah, ooh) |
| If anybody scared, get the fuck from 'round me (bang, bang) |
| If you ain’t with the bid’ness, get the fuck from 'round me |
| You better find that exit (exit) |
| Stop that flexin' (stop) |
| Before I send you to the Reverend |
| All my niggas reckless, you get the message |
| None of y’all ain’t gon' shoot (pow) |
| Niggas lame, tryna complain |
| Bitches still snitchin' if you tell the truth (oh woah-oh-oh) |
| You ain’t 'bout shit, now leave (shit, now leave) |
| And now I got a dick on me (dirty clip) |
| I made this bitch feel my piece (yeah, yeah) |
| And she ain’t never felt one of these |
| Yeha, tell her bend over |
| Then I shot man down, it’s over |
| Then a man hit coke just like soda |
| Man tellin' lie, lemme kill all the rumors |
| Mash up the pussy, gah run, run to her |
| Whine up for me, you gotta come sooner |
| Nigga headless, knock out the tumor |
| Give 'em good dick now all I hear is |
| All I hear is gunshots (bang, bang) |
| Up and down my block (yeah, ow!) |
| It don’t never stop (ow!) |
| Either you in or out (I see) |
| I see the paramedics, news cameras, police choppers |
| Man down, but they don’t know who shot 'em |
| It’s lookin' like The Walking Dead, zombies (bang, bang) |
| Everyday a nigga D.I.E (woah, ooh) |
| If anybody scared, get the fuck from 'round me |
| If you ain’t with the bid’ness, get the fuck from 'round me |