Randy $avage - Walk Down Lyrics

I been flipping shit walkin round pockets full of cash
Ain't no witnesses foe nem hit your shit and hit the gas
What's the difference is f*ck with them and you might get a pass
I'm on some ignorant shit if you tweak with me I'm on your ass nigga
I can let it slip, do me dirty bet i hold a grudge
I'm with then veterans like army guns them thirty's sending slugs
Need some medicine if I'm seeing red then Imma bug
Imma let it rip cause If im seeing red you seeing blood
Let my shooter have it cause I can't be beefin with no bums
Thought that you the baddest brodie catching bodies just for fun
Got a rugar habit if you see that beam you better run
Let the rumours have it We ain't squashin beef until it's done
Bet not tweak with me, I ain't get this name for just reason
It get deep wit me send one to the brain n leave em grievin
Like a beedy beed bitch I'm on yo head my niggas demons
Better leave it be before my trigger finger get to squeezing
I ain't wanna do it I ain't really no choice
You went and pursued it so I had to speak my voice
Now my niggas pulled up shootin we could leave a nigga moist ya
Bitch don't end up bruised and in that water like oyster
I ain't wanna do it I ain't really had no choice
You went and pursued it so I had to speak my voice
My niggas pulled up shooting we could leave a nigga moist
Bitch don't end up bruised and in that water like a oyster
Your mans don't want no smoke with me and you don't want it neither
If he want some smoke I told him gon and pass the reefer
Your peoples pulled up deep but I'm gang we pulled up deeper
It ain't Halloween I'm poppin out with mask like jeepers creepers
Just ask about me screaming out for help thought I was playing
Had his cousins with him they ain't sayin nothing left him laying
Had your brothers watching, aint did shit I Thought that was your mans
We ain't gotta shoot it out cause it's on site you catching hands
You be talkin all that ra ra ra you acting like a fan
I ain't even gotta wait that pack touch down soon as I land
And bitch I got it in real life y'all niggas cappin on the gram
You know we sliding with them pipes don't end up caught up in a jam
Bet not f*ck with me, end up like exotic on the floor
You know what's up know where you be don't gotta drop the low
It's up wit me got savages and shottas on the go
They look up to me I'm big dog they can't call me lil bro
I ain't wanna do it I ain't really no choice
You went and pursued it so I had to speak my voice
Now my niggas pulled up shootin we could leave a nigga moist ya
Bitch don't end up bruised and in that water like oyster
I ain't wanna do it I ain't really had no choice
You went and pursued it so I had to speak my voice
My niggas pulled up shooting we could leave a nigga moist
Bitch don't end up bruised and in that water like a oyster
Yeah
Yeah you
I'm talking bout you pussy ass nigga
I bet you thought it was sweet
Naw Naw Naw f*ck all of that
You cross the line I stop the time
You dig
Savage!