PORKSOSA, BlockStar Gutta, SosMula - MAN DOWN lyrics

[PORKSOSA, BlockStar Gutta, SosMula - MAN DOWN lyrics]

(on the beat)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, woo
So we gon' pull up broad daylight
With them K's out
Catch an opp nigga slippin' we
Gon' blow his brains out hit em' up
With the chopper give that boy a facelift
Niggas jackin' on my style
They ain't ever been shit
We gon' pull up broad daylight
With them K's out
Catch an opp nigga slippin' we
Gon' blow his brains out hit em' up
With the chopper give that boy a facelift
Niggas jackin' on my style
They ain't ever been shit

Man down, man down, man down
(Boom, boom, boom)
SosMula just took your man down
Bust in with the AK-47
Got your momma prayin' that she go to heaven
I got them Glocks, I got them MACs
I got them TECs (yeah)
And the bags full of pink Percocets
(Percocets)
What you need, what you need, what you need
I been up all night servin' them fiends
Poppin' beans and drinkin' red lean
(Red lean)
Got me lookin' like a rich fuckin' fiend
I just heard the microwave fuckin' beep
Me and SosMula back in these streets
From New York all the way to New Mexico
Best believe we be trappin' out them Texacos
Gold blunt lookin' like it came from Mexico

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, woo
So we gon' pull up broad daylight
With them K's out
Catch an opp nigga slippin' we
Gon' blow his brains out hit em' up
With the chopper give that boy a facelift
Niggas jackin' on my style
They ain't ever been shit
We gon' pull up broad daylight
With them K's out
Catch an opp nigga slippin' we
Gon' blow his brains out hit em' up
With the chopper give that boy a facelift

Mula! Got my bitch a body (Slide)
Gonna catch a hommy
I ain't with the dumb shit
(Rrah) fifty round drum clip
Right on the Tommy, have em' in the ER
(Blaow)
Shakin' near an IV, opps lookin' for me
Prolly take a year to find me (Blaow)
Takin' care of mommy (Blaow)
Make it clear I'm violent
I was on the island, breakin' niggas faces in
Pop out on the lock out, you pussy takin' it
(Bitch) knock out on the lock out
I prolly break your chin (Bitch)
First day home
Servin' niggas like I'm waiterin'
First day home
Servin' niggas like I'm waiterin' bitch

I said I pull up with the chopper yeah
Blacked out mask up
Watch me make your body stiff

Fill that boy with hollow tips
Gang bang, Actavis
'Bout the gang I'm with the shit
Buddy with the 30 clip
First fire bang his shit
Buddy with the 30 clip
First fire bang his shit

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, woo
So we gon' pull up broad daylight
With them K's out
Catch an opp nigga slippin' we
Gon' blow his brains out hit em' up
With the chopper give that boy a facelift
Niggas jackin' on my style
They ain't ever been shit
We gon' pull up broad daylight
With them K's out
Catch an opp nigga slippin' we
Gon' blow his brains out hit em' up
With the chopper give that boy a facelift
Niggas jackin' on my style
They ain't ever been shit

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