Man Down lyrics

by

Gucci Mane


[Intro]
(Everything foreign, n*gga)

[Chorus: Chris Brown, YBN Nahmir]
All I hear is gunshots (Bang-bang)
Up and down my block (Yeah, yeah)
It don't never stop (Ow!)
Either you in or out
I see the paramedics, news cameras, police choppers
Man down, but they don't know who shot him
It's lookin' like The Walking Dead, zombies
Every day a n*gga D-I-E
If anybody scared, f*ck from 'round me
If you ain't with the bidness, get the f*ck from 'round me (Yeah)

[Verse 1: YBN Nahmir]
Slide down on my n*ggas on tip (Raah!)
Thirty shots, they gon' go through your whip (Hits)
I'm the man, smoke a n*gga like a zip
Then turn around and I f*ck on his b*tch (Bop-bop-bop-bop)
I gotta keep movin', keep one in the Ruger (Ayy)
Bullets hot, they gon' hit your medulla (Yeah)
I'm chasin' the sack, gotta get to the safe
By any means, gotta get that moolah (Bop-bop-bop-bop)
It's gunshots e'rywhere so, boy, you better hide (You know I'm finna hide)
And Breezy say it's f*ck you, so you know I'm finna slide (Know I'm finna slide)
Watch me do that, walked up, you seen that pole, now he surprised (Gang)
Hollow tips gon' hit 'em, then I'm hoppin' in that ride (Grrr, bop-bop-bop-bop)
Say them people took my brother, so I'm screamin', "f*ck the feds" (Boom)
I'll rather keep that blower 'fore my mama see me dead (For the gang)
If a n*gga run up on me, I'ma fill him up with lead (Raah!)
.223's hit his body, pop a n*gga like some mints
If I ever hit a lick, then you know I'm breakin' bread (I'm breakin' bread)
n*ggas snitchin' to the cops, they be talkin' to the feds (You n*ggas lame)
[Chorus: Chris Brown]
All I hear is gunshots (Bang-bang)
Up and down my block (Yeah, yeah)
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 him
It's lookin' like The Walking Dead, zombies (Bang-bang)
Every day a n*gga D-I-E (Woo)
If anybody scared (Yeah), get the f*ck from 'round me (Bang-bang)
If you ain't with the bidness, get the f*ck from 'round me

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
You better find that exit (Find)
Stop that flexin' (Stop)
Before I send you to the Reverend
All my n*ggas reckless, you get the message?
None of y'all ain't gon' shoot (Pow)
n*ggas lame, tryna complain
b*tches still snitchin' if you tell the truth (Ooh)
You ain't 'bout sh*t, now leave (sh*t, now leave)
And now I got a di*k on me (Dirty clip)
I made this b*tch feel my piece (Yeah, yeah)
And she ain't never felt one of these
Yeah, tell her bend over
Then I shot man nighttime, then stole her
Then a man hit coke just like soda
Man tellin' lie, let me kill all the rumors
Mash up the pus*ycat, run, run, puma
Whine up before me, me wanna go sooner (Ow!)
n*gga head boss, knock out the tumor
Give 'em good di*k, then all I hear is...
[Chorus: Chris Brown]
All I hear is gunshots (Bang-bang)
Up and down my block (Yeah, yeah)
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 him
It's lookin' like The Walking Dead, zombies (Bang-bang)
Every day a n*gga D-I-E (Woo)
If anybody scared (Yeah), get the f*ck from 'round me (Bang-bang)
If you ain't with the bidness, get the f*ck from 'round me
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