
gun him down (remix) - elly elz & tay-k lyrics
[verse 1: elly elz]
i catch my [?] i’mma gun him down (gun him down)
’cause this slow ass n*gga had to run his mouth (his mouth)
it’s elly b*tch, i’m the one around town (bang, bang)
my 40 clip holder hold a hundred rounds (bang, bang, bang)
got a bad chick, i keep her face down (face down)
n*ggas always hatin’ ’till i get [?] ([?])
i ain’t tryna hit sh*t if it ain’t now (ain’t now)
i ain’t tryna smoke sh*t if it ain’t loud (no loud)
it’s elly b*tch, i don’t f*ck with rap n*ggas (i don’t)
i’m tired of the lies in your raps, n*gga (god, d*mn)
f*ck a [?], n*ggas know i trap, n*gga (trap)
’cause i’mma always eat, f*ck rap, n*gga (f*ck you)
‘f*ck is you talkin’ bout, b*tch is you kiddin’ me? (you gotta be kidding me, b*tch)
you trippin’, lil b*tch, if you thinkin’ bout leavin’ me (you gotta be trippin’ lil b*tch)
i might go ‘head and tell shorty “get rid of me” (get rid of me, b*tch)
first get a k!llin’ this sh*t yeah it’s k!llin’ me (it’s k!llin’ me, b*tch)
see, my money long, that sh*t longer than a centipede (centipede, centipede, cеntipede)
[?]
but i just get monеy, nothing really gets to me ([?])
but then after that, i survived for a victory (elly baby)
it’s elly, lil n*gga, lil n*gga, now who is you? (who the f*ck is you, n*gga?)
[?], you n*ggas just doo doo doo (doo doo doo, doo doo doo, doo doo doo)
finesse a few n*ggas, them n*ggas got loose screws (smg sh*t)
’cause i’ll go ahead and [?] shoot at you
on the box, n*ggas not f*cking with me (one time)
i’m the plug of the motherf*ckin’ city (yeah, bang)
[verse 2: tay*k]
pull up on his block, we gon’ gun him down (down)
posted up with the choppa, like “who want it now?” (gang, gang)
run it up, run it up, i need a hundred*thou’
catch him lacking, walking home, we gon’ jump out (rrah)
all these n*ggas, they play p*ssy, this a run down (run down)
and my n*ggas, we gon’ rock ’til the sun down (sun down)
it was 12 o’clock at night, we brought the guns out (guns out)
why these n*ggas wanna front now? (front*now, gang)
we was three deep, we had four poles (four)
one of these n*ggas gon’ get lil jojo’d (bop)
pull up on ’em with the sticks (gang)
got three white b*tches, they all want my d*ck
leave that n*gga r.i.p. off the rip
now we gang deep, we posted up in vip (gang, gang, gang!)
codeine, promethazine, what i sip
and if she let me f*ck the first night, she’s a flip (flipper!)
pull up on a n*gga with the chopper, let it rip (rrah, rrah, rrah!)
got a clip taped to a clip, run out and i’m gon’ flip it
leave a n*gga dead in the street, a ricky (rrah, rrah!)
that’s what these n*ggas get, for f*cking with me (gang, gang)
youngest, hottest n*gga in the f*ckin’ city
you still with your mama, suckin’ on a titty (gang)
you showed me your b*tch, now she f*ckin’ with me
you was in your feelings, i was in her kitty (p*ssy!)
i just bought a .30, shot a glock, a glizzy (grrah)
n*gga try to k!ll me, then he coming with me
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