Run Down lyrics

[Intro: Doe Boy and Waka Flocka Flame]
Gang
Freebands and Brick Squad n*gga
Eastside n*gga to the southside n*gga
n*gga, what's happenin?

[Chorus: Doe Boy]
Catch an op on the block, Imma run down
Run up on him with the Glock, score a touchdown
Since a youngin, mama told me "put that gun down"
I'm already in these streets, can't give up now
I'm already knee deep, can't give a f*ck now
I just scored on an op, n*gga, touchdown
n*gga reachin for my watch, he get gunned down
Imma let my gun bust for my bustdown
Imma pull up on an op, like "what's up now?"

[Verse 1: Doe Boy]
Talkin gangsta on the net, but is you tough now?
Got some shooters down to roll for the touchdown
Beef with us, no gettin out, you stuck now
You can't go to war with us, cause your n*ggas broke now
n*gga said he want smoke, shoot him in his throat
Plug tryna sell the Lean, but I come up short
All these shooters on the f*ckin team on Coke
We gon run up in his trap, bring them drugs out
We gon lay a n*gga down when them guns out
All these diamonds on my neck cost too much now
All these shooters, all these b*tches got too much clout
[Chorus: Doe Boy]
Catch an op on the block, Imma run down
Run up on him with the Glock, score a touchdown
Since a youngin, mama told me "put that gun down"
I'm already in these streets, can't give up now
I'm already knee deep, can't give a f*ck now
I just scored on an op, n*gga, touchdown
n*gga reachin for my watch, he get gunned down
Imma let my gun bust for my bustdown
Imma pull up on an op, like "what's up now?"

[Verse 2: Waka Flocka Flame]
Demos, demos, demos
We layin demos
Park in the pus*y, n*gga tryna be a hero
I been thuggin since that pistol in my Timbos
That's why I only speak Blood lingo
Waka Flame in this motherf*cker
Chain in this motherf*cker
Gang gang gang gang we in this motherf*cker
Shooters in this motherf*cker
Trappers in this motherf*cker
Robbers in this motherf*cker
We in this motherf*cker
Ride on a mission with Big Homie Flock
30 got the covering on the plastic Glock
They say the trap ain't booming if that sh*t ain't hot
So I went and opened up a trap on your block
[Chorus: Doe Boy]
Catch an op on the block, Imma run down
Run up on him with the Glock, score a touchdown
Since a youngin, mama told me "put that gun down"
I'm already in these streets, can't give up now
I'm already knee deep, can't give a f*ck now
I just scored on an op, n*gga, touchdown
n*gga reachin for my watch, he get gunned down
Imma let my gun bust for my bustdown
Imma pull up on an op, like "what's up now?"