Letra de Chase Em Down - Lil Zay Osama

(Feat. G Herbo)

Gang

Gang (Gang, gang), gang

(Oh my God, what it this? An L beat)

Chase him down, glah (Come here)

He on the ground, get up (Get up)

Him and his mans hit up (They hit up)

His ass can't get up, mhm (Frrah, frrah)

Ambulance pick him up, tell 'em, "Go dig him up", mhm (Tell 'em, "Go dig him up)

Now he a dead homie, fuck all of your dead homies (Fuck all of your dead homies), mhm

It was messy on the scene, we left his ass with red on 'em (Red on 'em)

Pull up on 'em, bail out on 'em

Full swings (Come here), we ain't sparin' no nigga (Grrah, frrah)

Smoke his ass, a bold bitch (Bold bitch)

Get up close in person with this gen five (Mhm), four nickel (Mhm, grrah)

Ayy, fifteen shot my first Blick, next week put on six capes (No cap)

Used to be drillin', now I'm rich

They still spinnin', shall drench

Stuck in the trenches, I was lit

Nigga ask Jay P and Mick

And I have to come do 'em legit (No bap)

Still gotta move with a stick (No bap)

He don't know what to do with the switch (Brrt)

Got to send more than two on the blitz (Phew)

Yeah, my gang get wicked, the sickest

We don't leave no niggas with sticthes

Used to stay on the opps, I was viscous

So my mama know you niggas bitches

I be still in the 'Raq taking pictures

So a lot of you lil' niggas bitches, pussy

Finish missions, got exited

Free Lil' Inch, gotta fight it

Making statements, niggas writing

She gettin' fishy, I don't like it

Four-nick like some lightning

Catch a Vick, this bitch a strike 'em

It did so much shit as strikers

Pray the clique don't indicted (Shh)

Chase him down (Come here), glah

He on the ground (Get up), get up (Get up)

Him and his mans hit up (They hit up)

His ass can't get up (Frrah, frrah), mhm

Ambulance pick him up, tell 'em, "Go dig him up", mhm (Tell 'em, "Go dig him up)

Now he a dead homie, fuck all of your dead homies (Fuck all of your dead homies)

Chase him down, glah (Glah)

He on the ground, get up (Get up)

Him and his mans hit up (Hit up)

His ass can't get up, mhm

Ambulance pick him up, tell 'em, "Go dig him up", mhm (Dig him up)

Now he a dead homie (Dead homies), fuck all of your dead homies (All of your dead homies), mhm

Bail out in that Benz (That Benz) with that drum on me (Drum)

This yo' days, don't hit the floor, you better not run from me (Frrah, frrah)

Catch up, I'ma stand over yo' ass (I'ma stand over yo' ass)

Fuck them cameras, you know I got mask (You know I got mask)

It's on the news, his ass got blast four times in the face, I'm knowin' he fried (Glah), nigga

Ayy, light the room, pick on Facebook, got yo' face took

Aim (Aim), when I stunt at them niggas (Nigga) I rob, they know how I rock (Nigga), so they shook (They shook)

All my opps dyin', when it comes to bodies, you know how they look (You know how they look)

I been disrespecting all my opps so much that I got my page took (Fuck 'em)

We can't catch 'em, kill his brother

Foenem died, they mama cryin'

Fuck it (Huh?), we make yo' mama suffer (Make yo' mama suffer)

Nigga, we breed killers, I can make Obama tougher (Obama tougher)

Really from the mud, learned from my mama brothers (Learned from my mama brothers)

Catch a body next day, don't think nothin' of it (Don't think nothin' of it, glah, glah, glah, glah)

Chase him down (Come here), glah

He on the ground (Get up), get up (Get up)

Him and his mans hit up (They hit up)

His ass can't get up (Frrah, frrah), mhm

Ambulance pick him up, tell 'em, "Go dig him up", mhm (Tell 'em, "Go dig him up)

Now he a dead homie, fuck all of your dead homies (Fuck all of your dead homies)

It was messy on the scene, we left his ass with red on 'em (Red on 'em)

Pull up on 'em, bail out on 'em (Come here)

Full swings (Come here), we ain't sparin' no nigga (Grrah, frrah)

Smoke his ass, a bold bitch (Bold bitch)

Get up close in person with this gen five (Mhm), four nickel (Mhm, grrah, nigga)

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