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Walk Em Down (feat. Roddy Ricch)
NLE Choppa
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(CashMoneyAP) Ooh, ooh, no, no NLE the Top Shotta Uh, posted (Posted), in front of the trap (Front the trap) Selling shit 'til the sun come down (Come down) Take a trip b***h right off the map (Off the map When I hit him with this whole hundred rounds (A hundred rounds) Yung Joc, in the club with my Glock (With my Glock) You want to play, and then this shit going down (It's goin' down We ain't hesitatin', niggas get to blazin' (Get to blazin' I'ma lay him down like he in the lounge Walk 'em down, walk 'em down Walk 'em down, walk 'em down Walk 'em down, walk 'em down Walk 'em down, walk 'em down Verse 1 NLE Choppa Walk down on 'em in Balenciaga runners My blood slime a b***h out just like an anacond You go against me, then you ****ed just like a used condom (You ****ed, yeah I roll 'em up and then I smoke 'em like some good ganja, ayy (I smoke 'em up, yeah) Still doing drive-bys, but I wanna walk 'em (I wanna) If I can't find 'em, you know I'm gonna stalk 'em (I gotta stalk 'em) Caution tape up on the scene, I had to white chalk 'em (Grrt, grrt) Running from my gun, but my niggas had to hawk 'em (Yeah Uh, posted (Posted), in front of the trap (Front the trap) Selling shit 'til the sun come down (Come down) Take a trip b***h right off the map (Off the map When I hit him with this whole hundred rounds (A hundred rounds) Yung Joc, in the club with my Glock (With my Glock) You want to play, and then this shit going down (It's goin' down We ain't hesitatin', niggas get to blazin' (Get to blazin' I'ma lay him down like he in the lounge Walk 'em down, walk 'em down Walk 'em down, walk 'em down Walk 'em down, walk 'em down Walk 'em down, walk 'em down B***h, I was posted on the corner where the J's a Roll up in the four by four, pull up at the corner store And I got red in my drink when I pour up soda I remember prayin' that the feds never take the Motorola Choppa got the chopper, make 'em do a backflip Pay my dawg a dime to walk him down, he need the racks, b***h I been drinkin', I been taking all this c*****e to the face Got a lot of M's in the safe Caught a murder, then I beat the case I was just about to do the race Uh, posted (Posted), in front of the trap (Front the trap) Selling shit 'til the sun come down (Come down) Take a trip b***h right off the map (Off the map When I hit him with this whole hundred rounds (A hundred rounds) Yung Joc, in the club with my Glock (With my Glock) You want to play, and then this shit going down (It's goin' down We ain't hesitatin', niggas get to blazin' (Get to blazin' I'ma lay him down like he in the lounge Walk 'em down, walk 'em down Walk 'em down, walk 'em down Walk 'em down, walk 'em down Walk 'em down, walk 'em down
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