Sun Goes Down (Explicit)

Sun Goes Down (太阳下山) (Prod. by The Mekanics|Explicit) - Caskey

When the sun go down

When the sun go down

Better stay out these streets

Everybody outside fixin' they beef dog

When the sun go down

Killers movin' in silence

Jits robbin' for fun dog no guidance

When the sun go down

Its street justice

My homies turn into dream crushers

The pastor leave us alone but the codeine touch us

When the sun goes down

Molly transform the civilized to uncivilized

Choppers out the back windows and they symbolize

When the sun goes down

Junkies coppin' them monkeys pockets get chunky

Me and mine on that funky we see our opposition get dumpin'

The chopper it rang 2 000 hits of coc*ine

My homie servin' and poppin' them thangs

We get to lurkin' and watching you praying that you come outside

And you're rocking your jewels on your neck

Streets they ain't got no respect and you know it

You been talkin' for too long bout the sh*t that you got

Now you gone have to show it

Cuz dawg when the sun goes down

Streets turn to something new

Everybody ain't who they seem 'What it do '

Dealers flip a half to a whole to a 2

I been on the road with the crew dawg

When the sun goes down

Streets ain't got no love for my crew

We walk outside and everybody gone start to shoot

Aye aye they told me keep that fire on me

I told them folks 'you preachin' to the choir'

Cuz when the sun goes down

Better stay out these streets

Everybody outside fixin' they beef dawg

When the sun goes down

Killers movin' in silence

Jits robbin' for fun dawg no guidance

When the sun goes down

When the sun goes down

When the sun goes down

When the sun goes down

When the sun goes down

When the sun goes down

When the sun goes down

You don't want beef boy you don't even know me

I'm takin' your wallet so reach for it slowly

I watch every move you make like it's a Rolley

I'm rollin' They killed that boy off Mercy Dr that's an omen

I swear we do sh*t like the Romans

Killing for fun in these streets

Man that sh*t way too barbaric

And that's word to Conan

My boy hit a lick on a pound that a f**k boy had loaned him

Never brought back what he owed him

Not in a holding cell but we do sell and we holdin'

You p**sy and that's why you foldin'

Shout out my jeweler the bond that we got is so golden

My whole click they fittin' to be frozen

I don't know who you got beef with or who you opposing

Just make sure that you don't get chosen cuz dawg

When the sun goes down

Streets turn to something new

Red dots on your forehead out the blue

Dealers flip a half to a whole to a two

Heard you got beef with the crew

What the f**k you gone do p**sy

Streets ain't got no love for my crew

We walk outside and everybody gone start to shoot

Aye aye they told me keep that fire on me

I told them folks 'you preachin' to the choir'

Cuz when the sun goes down

When the sun goes down

Better stay out these streets

Everybody outside fixin' they beef dawg

When the sun goes down

Killers movin' in silence