"Run Up" lyrics
(HoodHitta made this shit)
Tuh, free the gang, bitch
Niggas know me, nigga, I ain't gotta say nathan, nigga
That's on the set
Look, look, look
Big chop' make you fuck niggas vanish
All you niggas rich spices, but don't even speak Spanish
I'm a dog-ass nigga, bitch, I don't got no manners
This a big gun, big gun, disappear you like it's magic, uh
Was in the buck, and now I'm slidin' in the foreign
Better check the murder rate, bitch, all my niggas scorin'
If she look, then she took, best believe the bitch gone
Heard Jawn started, y'all ain't even go and slid for him, uh
Bitch, I'm a gangster, must be stupid tryna fuck with me
You's a weird nigga, type of nigga who be suckin' feet
Niggas hang around these bitch niggas, ain't my cup of tea
I rap about this shit I really did, shit my discovery
No rap cap, bitch, I'm out on two bails
They done fucked up lettin' me, I'm still givin' niggas hell
Now this nigga in the group, he the first nigga to tell
Asked about you in your hood and your name ring no bells, uh
If I was you, man, I would keep me out the mentions
We the reason why you sayin' dead homies every sentence
Got no love for no bitch unless I'm tryna stick my dick
And if you can't take the heat, then stay the fuck from out the kitchen, uh
Young grimy nigga, they say Drex a straight bastard
I can never run from no nigga, I got asthma
Graduated from these streets, I done went and got my master's
You don't live the life I live, dead homie, you's an actor, uh
Free Ghost, free Deebo, and free Goo
I done got it out the mud, all you niggas silver spoon
Free Chicken, Cisco, and Dom, yeah, feed them, too
Just a lil' turnaround, but all my niggas be home soon, uh
But 'til then, I'm still out fuckin' the streets up
Forever thuggin', I can never put my gleek up
You say you ratchet, go ahead and let me see somethin'
Fuck it up, bitch, fuck it up, you know how we comin'
I swear to God, you broke niggas make me sick
Niggas beefin' over pussy and your mama raised a bitch, make no sense
Come on, lil' nigga, just get a grip
Need a bitch with no emotions, this the world biggest ick, uh
Niggas dyin', that's the reason why I pack heat
You was at the fair while I was out sellin' them bags
You niggas watchin' us and bitches that I smacked up in my backseat
If it's war, then it's war, my nigga, ain't gotta ask me
Stop all that yip yippin', boy, just run up
She wanna fuck a nigga, now I got my funds up
I swear to God, bitch, I be thuggin' 'til the sun up
Better walk it like you talk it, my nigga, shut the fuck up, nigga
Dead homies, nigga, free the gang bang, though, nigga
Free KB, free Roms, nigga, free Binks
Free Deebo, free Chicken, free Dom, nigga, on the set, free Ghost
All that, bitch, huh
Gangland, gangland, haha
Ah
(HoodHitta made this shit)
Tuh, free the gang, bitch
Niggas know me, nigga, I ain't gotta say nathan, nigga
That's on the set
Look, look, look
Big chop' make you fuck niggas vanish
All you niggas rich spices, but don't even speak Spanish
I'm a dog-ass nigga, bitch, I don't got no manners
This a big gun, big gun, disappear you like it's magic, uh
Was in the buck, and now I'm slidin' in the foreign
Better check the murder rate, bitch, all my niggas scorin'
If she look, then she took, best believe the bitch gone
Heard Jawn started, y'all ain't even go and slid for him, uh
Bitch, I'm a gangster, must be stupid tryna fuck with me
You's a weird nigga, type of nigga who be suckin' feet
Niggas hang around these bitch niggas, ain't my cup of tea
I rap about this shit I really did, shit my discovery
No rap cap, bitch, I'm out on two bails
They done fucked up lettin' me, I'm still givin' niggas hell
Now this nigga in the group, he the first nigga to tell
Asked about you in your hood and your name ring no bells, uh
If I was you, man, I would keep me out the mentions
We the reason why you sayin' dead homies every sentence
Got no love for no bitch unless I'm tryna stick my dick
And if you can't take the heat, then stay the fuck from out the kitchen, uh
Young grimy nigga, they say Drex a straight bastard
I can never run from no nigga, I got asthma
Graduated from these streets, I done went and got my master's
You don't live the life I live, dead homie, you's an actor, uh
Free Ghost, free Deebo, and free Goo
I done got it out the mud, all you niggas silver spoon
Free Chicken, Cisco, and Dom, yeah, feed them, too
Just a lil' turnaround, but all my niggas be home soon, uh
But 'til then, I'm still out fuckin' the streets up
Forever thuggin', I can never put my gleek up
You say you ratchet, go ahead and let me see somethin'
Fuck it up, bitch, fuck it up, you know how we comin'
I swear to God, you broke niggas make me sick
Niggas beefin' over pussy and your mama raised a bitch, make no sense
Come on, lil' nigga, just get a grip
Need a bitch with no emotions, this the world biggest ick, uh
Niggas dyin', that's the reason why I pack heat
You was at the fair while I was out sellin' them bags
You niggas watchin' us and bitches that I smacked up in my backseat
If it's war, then it's war, my nigga, ain't gotta ask me
Stop all that yip yippin', boy, just run up
She wanna fuck a nigga, now I got my funds up
I swear to God, bitch, I be thuggin' 'til the sun up
Better walk it like you talk it, my nigga, shut the fuck up, nigga
Dead homies, nigga, free the gang bang, though, nigga
Free KB, free Roms, nigga, free Binks
Free Deebo, free Chicken, free Dom, nigga, on the set, free Ghost
All that, bitch, huh
Gangland, gangland, haha
Ah
(HoodHitta made this shit)
Writer(s): Elvis Camacho
