"RUN UP A CHECK" lyrics
"RUN UP A CHECK"
Ugh
Throw up your set (Throw up your set)
(What, what, what)
Step on they neck (Step on they neck)
(Step on 'em, step on 'em bitch)
Run up a check, pull up and beck (Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)
Yeah, if they don't respect, whip out the TEC (Yeah)
Throw up your set (Throw up your set)
Throw it up, throw it up
Step on they necks (Step on they necks)
(Bow, bow, bow)
Run up a check, pull up and beck (Aye, aye, aye, aye)
Yeah, if they ain't respect, whip out the TEC (What the fuck!)
Throwin' my set to the moon (Moon)
You can get swept by the (Switchy)
You can get swept by the broom (The broom)
These bitches not shit, that why we pop shit
Just like the 4th after June (Bow)
Fresh to death, I need a tomb (A tomb)
She don't want no hero, she want goon (Goon)
Shit, say what you say and stamp it (Stamp it)
Bitch stop running game, I'm manash (I'll manage)
Stop lying and blow me like Dandy
Head outstanding (Yeah)
Bitch in my sheets like a ghost and I vanish
Wagyu steaks, still hood but lavish
Ain't even shit on you hoes in a while but somehow I'm still causing damage
I still the Fat Mac that popped out The Haven
Found out I'm gifted and suddenly I gave it (I gave it)
The first time a hoe wanna start some drama, I'm trading that bitch like Anthony Davis (Yeah)
Duke Deuce back going crazy (Yeah)
Pour up some yellow, get lazy (Yeah)
Ain't no money in lazy
Fuck you, pay me (What the fuck!)
Ugh
Throw up your set (Throw up your set)
(What, what, what)
Step on they neck (Step on they neck)
(Step on 'em, step on 'em bitch)
Run up a check, pull up and beck (Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)
Yeah, if they don't respect, whip out the TEC (Yeah)
Throw up your set (Throw up your set)
Throw it up, throw it up
Step on they necks (Step on they necks)
(Bow, bow, bow)
Run up a check, pull up and beck (Aye, aye, aye, aye)
Yeah, if they ain't respect, whip out the TEC (What the fuck!)
Yeah you heard what I said, watch out for your head, we scratch off with led
This the rebirth 'cause I'm back from the dead
My guns is black but the roses red
Buckin and crankin and I ain't nothin changing
I promise, I'm telling you, shit get dangerous
Black bandana on the K, nuts hangin
Fuck being humble, ain't nothing gone tame me
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I ain't no nigga that I fear
Up in here
I went Gs, Vs, Bloods, even Crips
Yeah, bitch I know you hoeing 'cause the money over here
If I tip, tip, tip
Bitch that pussy better grip (Aye, aye)
Stop playin with me folks, I'm outta control, I'm buckin' my foes (I'm buckin my foes)
The streets in patrol, I'm back on the road, I'm rockin you hoes (Rockin you, rockin you)
I pop on you hoes, my pockets is swol'
Put white up her nose, she swallow me whole
I shit on a bitch like Dubai on you hoes(What the fuck!)
Ugh
Throw up your set (Throw up your set)
(What, what, what)
Step on they neck (Step on they neck)
(Step on 'em, step on 'em bitch)
Run up a check, pull up and beck (Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)
Yeah, if they don't respect, whip out the TEC (Yeah)
Throw up your set (Throw up your set)
Throw it up, throw it up
Step on they necks (Step on they necks)
(Bow, bow, bow)
Run up a check, pull up and beck (Aye, aye, aye, aye)
Yeah, if they ain't respect, whip out the TEC (What the fuck!)
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- Duke Deuce Lyrics
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