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ChaseDown Video (MV)




Performed By: Shakka
Language: English
Length: 3:15
Written by: SHAKKA, Jahnel Copeland




Shakka - ChaseDown Lyrics




Can't, can't, can't, can't, can't, can't, can't
Better know that I'm chase down, gang I ain't shooting from far I'ma get up real close
I got lock bro gave me some soap
If I see them kids and we in the jails Try to jump me you get poked

Told lil bro if you see them niggas don't you hesitate Better leave them niggas
Why my old friend keeps turnin' to oppas
Heard that lil bitch f*ck wit them niggas so she can't come around she ain't givin' no drops up
Can't really talk about shit though Ain't tryin' to get book feds watchin

Bitch my cyph know for tearing up whips hoe spin dat block more den once better park it
Used to post in the cuts by lil bros crib everybody tryna catch him ahh
Yeah we got some beef that live up dat street I swear they never on none
Bro died I see who really on dat gang gang shit Everybody ain't stompers

Lotta these niggas be big rats You don't see him wit he ain't on my roster
Coulda went to college But besides to skip class now I'm just thuggin
Tryna solve all my problems Be with them bosses
Don't let me get my hairs down feel like me up 2014 tryna the whole block up

R.I.P. Big Gat that's big bro
Long live Sav He done really pop a few of them shawtas
Went to the jails don't seen da beef took box trips
What is a look in. Ran up my money failed math class

Whoever said I couldn't do it better stop it lobe the trenches way more than my last sex
No bad ima savage regardless Feel like herb da way I rap
Be so fast also came up from takin' a risk
Bro got a blick but it came with a stick Anybody move wrong den you bound to get shot
Me and baby gang dipped after we upped the blic
Then we had to go jet to bronem crib
You can get pop if you reppin the e or you smoking my bro ima what I should
Walk down we don't shoot from deep

Sav told me better make sure it's good
Traumatized don't be gettin' no sleep
Everyday I'm tryna find a new route
When I got me a pack had to cut in the couch

I know ma dukes gon' bug if she see
Yea they diss on da gang but they never outside
Nobody never bending through the east
Me and Bucks everyday can't forget about flex

Up in Nash always came out for the rec
Know a nigga who checked up off the unit
Said he got him a smack but he ain't fight back
Swear niggas only tough when they use it

Swear niggas only tough when they use it
Me and Bucks everyday can't forget about flex
Up in Nash always came out for da red
Know a nigga who checked up off the unit

Said he got him a smack but he ain't fight back
Swear niggas only tough when they use it
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
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Can't, can't, can't, can't, can't, can't, can't
Better know that I'm chase down, gang I ain't shooting from far I'ma get up real close
I got lock bro gave me some soap
If I see them kids and we in the jails Try to jump me you get poked

Told lil bro if you see them niggas don't you hesitate Better leave them niggas
Why my old friend keeps turnin' to oppas
Heard that lil bitch f*ck wit them niggas so she can't come around she ain't givin' no drops up
Can't really talk about shit though Ain't tryin' to get book feds watchin

Bitch my cyph know for tearing up whips hoe spin dat block more den once better park it
Used to post in the cuts by lil bros crib everybody tryna catch him ahh
Yeah we got some beef that live up dat street I swear they never on none
Bro died I see who really on dat gang gang shit Everybody ain't stompers

Lotta these niggas be big rats You don't see him wit he ain't on my roster
Coulda went to college But besides to skip class now I'm just thuggin
Tryna solve all my problems Be with them bosses
Don't let me get my hairs down feel like me up 2014 tryna the whole block up

R.I.P. Big Gat that's big bro
Long live Sav He done really pop a few of them shawtas
Went to the jails don't seen da beef took box trips
What is a look in. Ran up my money failed math class

Whoever said I couldn't do it better stop it lobe the trenches way more than my last sex
No bad ima savage regardless Feel like herb da way I rap
Be so fast also came up from takin' a risk
Bro got a blick but it came with a stick Anybody move wrong den you bound to get shot
Me and baby gang dipped after we upped the blic
Then we had to go jet to bronem crib
You can get pop if you reppin the e or you smoking my bro ima what I should
Walk down we don't shoot from deep

Sav told me better make sure it's good
Traumatized don't be gettin' no sleep
Everyday I'm tryna find a new route
When I got me a pack had to cut in the couch

I know ma dukes gon' bug if she see
Yea they diss on da gang but they never outside
Nobody never bending through the east
Me and Bucks everyday can't forget about flex

Up in Nash always came out for the rec
Know a nigga who checked up off the unit
Said he got him a smack but he ain't fight back
Swear niggas only tough when they use it

Swear niggas only tough when they use it
Me and Bucks everyday can't forget about flex
Up in Nash always came out for da red
Know a nigga who checked up off the unit

Said he got him a smack but he ain't fight back
Swear niggas only tough when they use it
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
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Writer: SHAKKA, Jahnel Copeland
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