Gun Down

Ducking from the cops until the sun down
They'll leave you dead in the street when they run down
When they pulling up on me I gotta run now
Because them crooked ass cops can't put that gun down
Put that gun down
Put that gun down
Tell them crooked ass cops put that gun down
Put that gun down
Put that gun down
Tell them crooked ass cops to put that gun down

Swag
Ay
Is this what you like

I'm still alive and I'm living free
All the crooked cops wear ACG's
If I run and hide they can't see me
Those crooked cops ain't catching me
If I stand still my problems won't
You a crooked cop ain't no need to talk
I remain silent
I know the law
Those crooked cops outline in chalk
Now whoop whoop
That's the sound of police
Whoop Whoop
That's the sound of the beast
Cuffs on his hip and my brains in the street
Ain't no love for a nigga and the shit won't cease
Whoop whoop
Man the police coming
Whoop whoop
Man the police coming
I'm a unarmed nigga and I ain't did nothing
But the feds keep coming
So I keep on running

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I command you to MOVE



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Wagstaff
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