We gon' Hawk 'Em Down
Them niggas runnin' like it's sports
The day you run to me I promise you, you can't abort
Don't you make a sound, you know i'm puttin' in that work
He a fashionista so we put him on a shirt
We gon hawk 'em down
You know i'd never chase a bitch, but i'd chase an opp, I use his dreads all like a mop
They need to take be out 'cause if they don't they life gon' stop
You better start atonin' now because that prayin' all you got
Put a big ass hole in him, bet not rub me wrong
My leg, why you pullin' it?, it gon' hit you like a bomb
Check the clock i'm controllin' it, you ain't got' be here long
The plan is catch him bad, go to stu and make a song
Now his body gone, niggas isn't on the type of timin' that i'm on
Don't give a f*ck 'bout the amount, not a single thing gon' stop from takin' him out
They knowin' what i'm what 'bout
They stay they ass away because they fear to be put down
Plan to backdoor his ass and have him lookin' like a clown
Oh you hear that sound ?
Hear the tires squeak, you like a pin gettin' knocked down
In a stolen car, speedin' through the town and we all like "f*ck the law"
When i'm in a jam, "ain't nobody" is who I call
All them piggies squealin' so my wolfies blow 'em out
I don't trust them no, so the stick is what I tote
Ou they feel a shiver so they knowin' that i'm close
Eliminate his ass for what he say up in post
See in person now they all goin' ghost, like i'm Pac-Man everybody gotta go
Terrorize them boys now they scared to call this home
Euthanize them boy, you know i'm bitter to the bone
We gon' wet 'em up and you know that's set in stone
We gon' Hawk they ass
We gon' Hawk 'Em Down
Them niggas runnin' like it's sports
The day you run to me I promise you, you can't abort
Don't you make a sound, you know i'm puttin' in that work
He a fashionista so we put him on a shirt
We gon hawk 'em down
You know i'd never chase a bitch, but i'd chase an opp, I use his dreads all like a mop
They need to take be out 'cause if they don't they life gon' stop
You better start atonin' now because that prayin' all you got
Put a big ass hole in him, bet not rub me wrong
My leg, why you pullin' it?, it gon' hit you like a bomb
Check the clock i'm controllin' it, you ain't got' be here long
The plan is catch him bad, go to stu and make a song
Now his body gone, niggas isn't on the type of timin' that i'm on
Don't give a f*ck 'bout the amount, not a single thing gon' stop from takin' him out.
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We gon' Hawk 'Em Down
Them niggas runnin' like it's sports
The day you run to me I promise you, you can't abort
Don't you make a sound, you know i'm puttin' in that work
He a fashionista so we put him on a shirt
We gon hawk 'em down
You know i'd never chase a bitch, but i'd chase an opp, I use his dreads all like a mop
They need to take be out 'cause if they don't they life gon' stop
You better start atonin' now because that prayin' all you got
Put a big ass hole in him, bet not rub me wrong
My leg, why you pullin' it?, it gon' hit you like a bomb
Check the clock i'm controllin' it, you ain't got' be here long
The plan is catch him bad, go to stu and make a song
Now his body gone, niggas isn't on the type of timin' that i'm on
Don't give a f*ck 'bout the amount, not a single thing gon' stop from takin' him out
They knowin' what i'm what 'bout
They stay they ass away because they fear to be put down
Plan to backdoor his ass and have him lookin' like a clown
Oh you hear that sound ?
Hear the tires squeak, you like a pin gettin' knocked down
In a stolen car, speedin' through the town and we all like "f*ck the law"
When i'm in a jam, "ain't nobody" is who I call
All them piggies squealin' so my wolfies blow 'em out
I don't trust them no, so the stick is what I tote
Ou they feel a shiver so they knowin' that i'm close
Eliminate his ass for what he say up in post
See in person now they all goin' ghost, like i'm Pac-Man everybody gotta go
Terrorize them boys now they scared to call this home
Euthanize them boy, you know i'm bitter to the bone
We gon' wet 'em up and you know that's set in stone
We gon' Hawk they ass
We gon' Hawk 'Em Down
Them niggas runnin' like it's sports
The day you run to me I promise you, you can't abort
Don't you make a sound, you know i'm puttin' in that work
He a fashionista so we put him on a shirt
We gon hawk 'em down
You know i'd never chase a bitch, but i'd chase an opp, I use his dreads all like a mop
They need to take be out 'cause if they don't they life gon' stop
You better start atonin' now because that prayin' all you got
Put a big ass hole in him, bet not rub me wrong
My leg, why you pullin' it?, it gon' hit you like a bomb
Check the clock i'm controllin' it, you ain't got' be here long
The plan is catch him bad, go to stu and make a song
Now his body gone, niggas isn't on the type of timin' that i'm on
Don't give a f*ck 'bout the amount, not a single thing gon' stop from takin' him out.
Them niggas runnin' like it's sports
The day you run to me I promise you, you can't abort
Don't you make a sound, you know i'm puttin' in that work
He a fashionista so we put him on a shirt
We gon hawk 'em down
You know i'd never chase a bitch, but i'd chase an opp, I use his dreads all like a mop
They need to take be out 'cause if they don't they life gon' stop
You better start atonin' now because that prayin' all you got
Put a big ass hole in him, bet not rub me wrong
My leg, why you pullin' it?, it gon' hit you like a bomb
Check the clock i'm controllin' it, you ain't got' be here long
The plan is catch him bad, go to stu and make a song
Now his body gone, niggas isn't on the type of timin' that i'm on
Don't give a f*ck 'bout the amount, not a single thing gon' stop from takin' him out
They knowin' what i'm what 'bout
They stay they ass away because they fear to be put down
Plan to backdoor his ass and have him lookin' like a clown
Oh you hear that sound ?
Hear the tires squeak, you like a pin gettin' knocked down
In a stolen car, speedin' through the town and we all like "f*ck the law"
When i'm in a jam, "ain't nobody" is who I call
All them piggies squealin' so my wolfies blow 'em out
I don't trust them no, so the stick is what I tote
Ou they feel a shiver so they knowin' that i'm close
Eliminate his ass for what he say up in post
See in person now they all goin' ghost, like i'm Pac-Man everybody gotta go
Terrorize them boys now they scared to call this home
Euthanize them boy, you know i'm bitter to the bone
We gon' wet 'em up and you know that's set in stone
We gon' Hawk they ass
We gon' Hawk 'Em Down
Them niggas runnin' like it's sports
The day you run to me I promise you, you can't abort
Don't you make a sound, you know i'm puttin' in that work
He a fashionista so we put him on a shirt
We gon hawk 'em down
You know i'd never chase a bitch, but i'd chase an opp, I use his dreads all like a mop
They need to take be out 'cause if they don't they life gon' stop
You better start atonin' now because that prayin' all you got
Put a big ass hole in him, bet not rub me wrong
My leg, why you pullin' it?, it gon' hit you like a bomb
Check the clock i'm controllin' it, you ain't got' be here long
The plan is catch him bad, go to stu and make a song
Now his body gone, niggas isn't on the type of timin' that i'm on
Don't give a f*ck 'bout the amount, not a single thing gon' stop from takin' him out.
Writer: Sebastian Simon
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid