Man Down (Feat. Chris Brown)

Everything foreign, nigga Chorus: Chris Brown 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 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 DIE If anybody scared, fuck from 'round me If you ain't with the bid'ness, get the fuck from 'round me Verse 1: YBN Nahmir 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 Chorus: Chris Brown 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 DIE 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 Verse 2: Chris Brown 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 Chorus: Chris Brown 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 DIE 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