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Runnin' runnin' runnin runnin
Burial burial burial
Boy fuck around and meet the

Bad man don't make foon, wit da goon
Boy fuck gon shot clat yo doom
Clocks we step, you a be pep
Put one ina yo heart and ina yo chest

Bad man don't foon, strap wit da goon
Boy aroun gon shot clat yo doom
when we step, you a be pep
Put one ina yo heart and ina yo chest

large, ina boy head
Go there boss, go and now yo clat dead
You all the white, blood a run red
Yellow teeth, white chop, just dead
Me gun flex, unex, in a chest
Broad day, big a night, we no rest
We put boy to rest, we nah arrest
New York, I'm the risk

Bad man don't make foon, wit da goon
Boy fuck gon shot clat yo doom
Clocks we step, you a be pep
Put one ina yo and then ina yo chest

Bad man don't make foon, wit da goon
Boy aroun gon shot clat yo doom
when we step, you a be pep
Put one ina yo heart and ina yo chest

I Folarin!
Yo know the name tho
I'm in the lay do, felatio be out the grave
Countin pesos, me the boldest chick to say no
I can re-arrange her font like my space is way low
Shotta, a G like me be in no cheap Versace
at the watches, presidential, call it kemosabe
Big timer, just being honest I be in
I'm from a town where slang ass, speak ebonics
DC don't got no games, just beat the block up
And they at the bank 'cause they need deposits, uh
Phones baby, will let no play me
Call lady, if Italian be Scorsese
I cut action, you rappers
Say you cut from a different cloth, well that's a nut rag, a anchor
Shift, please weed, I keep em blowed
LP got a LB for each flow

You can me in the club, bottle full of bub'
Outside I gotta tec, I gotta snug
I wrote correct, act wrong and get a
I see that you money, well baby then show me love
You can find me in the club, bottle full of
Outside I gotta tec, inside I gotta
I wrote correct, act and get a slug
I see that you and the money, well baby show me love
You can find me in the

Jewelry all rocky, you how I be
Told you mo'fuckas' is in the I'm "Papi"
I got all type of fish, "ahi"
I got all type of but I'm choosing ain't cocky,
see me on the couch, see me out,
see me on your TV you're sitting in your house
I'm on BET, MTV
man I'm the thing smokin' outta NYC
Self-made and self-paid, niggas stop me
I hand out, hands out like save me a peach
Man fuck you Crystal in your face,
you can hate me now and tell how tastes
Not bad it, mad want it,
please I bought the bar you at the bar
You leave go DJ, play that new Troy Ave shit
Two with my weapon B-S be that clip

You can me in the club, bottle full of bub'
Outside I gotta tec, inside I snug
I wrote correct, act wrong and get a
I see that you into money, well baby show me love
You can find me in the club, full of bub'
Outside I gotta tec, inside I gotta
I correct, act wrong and get a slug
I see that you and the money, well baby then show me
You can me in the club