Walk Down Gang lyrics

[Intro: Boogz Oppy, Mally B & Dee Play4Keeps]
Boogz too oppy, gotta keep a— (Gotta keep a—)
Notti Gang, like Notti, like Notti, like Notti Gang (Uh huh)
It's that Dee Play4Keeps, n*gga, O's up, never Gz, you heard?
Layo, layo, get that n*gga (n*ggas done f*ckin' died)

[Chorus: Mally B]
I got a call that my bro died
Told bro, "Suit up, yeah, it's wartime"
I got the knock, bro got the .45
Let's go take a walk through the dark side
We up on whoever, don't care who get hit, like
I'm tryna catch me a— (Lotti)
Why them n*ggas be runnin' like Rick?
Smoking on Lotti, he dead in this spliff (Baow)

[Verse 1: Mally B]
And every occasion, they know who was front line
I'm the one that was up tryna bust mine
Walk him down to the beat like I'm—
(Walk him down to the beat like I'm Drumline)
And I spin by my dolo, I don't need a unit
Them n*ggas dissin', it's just for the music
They got guns but they never gon' use it
Seen him in person, he ain't wanna shoot it
[Verse 2: Boogz Oppy]
Walk him down, n*ggas call me "The Boogie"
I'm the Ape, I don't need me no hoodie
Got on my ski, who lookin' for me?
First n*gga I spot in my mode, I'ma bully
Walk him down, gotta get in the paint
Bro too far, gotta get close and my ear keep ringin', you wonderin' why?
n*gga, I'm lettin' sh*t flame
If you see me, gon' get a reaction, like
Word to my dead, I get active
At the snap of a thumb, I start blackin'
Hollows stocked up for whoever, what happened?
Think I'm Makkin', lil n*gga, I'm not
Just like Matt, if you duck then you shot
Like n*gga stay ['ap?] but they not
Spot 'em in person and make something drop

[Verse 3: Dee Play4keeps]
(Dee Play4Keeps, n*gga, O's up, never Gz)
Don't think sh*t sweet, this sh*t not a joke
And I'm tired of the opps keep mentionin' my lil bro like shh ain't go by the poke
Oh sh*t, He can't—
He can't breathe, caught a shot to the throat
Spin my block if you want, you gon' see two O's
Pop out the cut, you not even gon' see him
I tell Boogie Man, "Put the beam on his nose"
I cannot lack by the deli, like that's how JB got shot in his—
Catch a murder, got me feelin' like Melly (Uh Huh)
(Put the beam on his skelly, now look)
Five Apes in a black truck (Uh huh), n*gga you better back up
I f*ck with my Hats that be yellin' out, "Hats Up"
But if it get lit in the spot, I'ma act up (41K)
[Chorus: Mally B]
I got a call that my bro died
Told bro, "Suit up, yeah, it's wartime"
I got the knock, bro got the .45
Let's go take a walk through the dark side
We up on whoever, don't care who get hit, like
I'm tryna catch me a— (Lotti)
Why them n*ggas be runnin' like Rick?
Smokin' on Lotti, he dead in this spliff