Man Down

Lyrics

[Intro] (Everything foreign, nigga) [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 nigga D-I-E If anybody scared, fuck from 'round me If you ain't with the bidness, get the fuck from 'round me (Yeah) [Verse 1: YBN Nahmir] Slide down on my niggas on tip (Raah!) Thirty shots, they gon' go through your whip (Hits) I'm the man, smoke a 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 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 fuck 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', "Fuck the feds" (Boom) I'll rather keep that blower 'fore my mama see me dead (For the gang) If a nigga run up on me, I'ma fill him 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 (You niggas 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 nigga D-I-E (Woo) If anybody scared (Yeah), get the fuck from 'round me (Bang-bang) If you ain't with the bidness, get the fuck 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 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 (Ooh) 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 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 pussycat, run, run, puma Whine up before me, me wanna go sooner (Ow!) Nigga head boss, knock out the tumor Give 'em good dick, 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 nigga D-I-E (Woo) If anybody scared (Yeah), get the fuck from 'round me (Bang-bang) If you ain't with the bidness, get the fuck from 'round me