Run It Up (feat. Rico Santana400 & Candi Girl)
Dirtty Eagle
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Chea, Chea, Chea Look Run it up, Run it up uh I done f*ck wit some drug dealers I done rode wit some real killers Momma told me what my daddy didn’t I was hard head ain’t wanna listen I can have my last dollar lay it on da line And still wouldn’t pay attention All I knew was get my weight up Waste no time ain’t no let ups Pass assist to a lay up Woo Chase the paper we don’t lay up Nah Olay, Olay, Olay Aye Gettin straight to the money Cool Money money money money Mood I’m just thinkin bout the licks we hit Cold nights nigga had too Lord knows I committed sins I’m just hoping I can make amends In the mean time I’m in the kitchen Cookin up the rice like I’m uncle Ben Feds catch me I'm a dead man Cuz I be damned to do another 10 Like a poker game got me placin bids So my poker face keep me on the grid Pussy nigga wanna test the water I'm a take the edge I'm a push em in He say he got it but u really don’t You fraud a nigga to yo testament My money addin wit these businesses I'm the exact change to yo estimate Dey say I’m good nah I’m excellent I went from renting now I own dis shit Weight up, Weight up , Weight up, Weight up You know how our city is coming My niggas got pokers no bluffing We blowing the bag cause it's nothing We gon run it up, we stay stunting Run it up, run it up, run it up We running Run it up, run it up, run it up We running Run it up, run it up, run it up We running Run it up, run it up, run it up We running F*ck where you from my nigga, yeah It's all about where you at, true I got shooters make em lay down Before the police get dispatched, woop You keep talking that Ra Ra Have Rico dressed in all Black, yah We in a black car with a black mask and a black mac on yo ass, pow I’m about to get this work off Grab that rental and bend the block, skrt If I hit ya bitch with this hurricane Later on she feel the aftershock, moan Boy I’m all real no façade Nigga get smart I go full retard, dumb To My City nigga I’m the God This my crown nigga no cobs Have to pry that shit from my dead hands Got the big drums and no damn band Kulture Shokk is that damn brand Bout to crash a wave on this damn land Better watch how the f*ck you running up I ain’t use to no damn fans, nah nigga Grab the bag time to count it up My best friends is those dead mans, yeah nigga From the city infested with brothers and folks The ones doing nothing be doing the most My youngens on post they will butter your toast Turn your wife to a widow and brother a ghost Dirtty keep am army like military post From the belly of the city ain’t got no hope My team took over better check that score Win win win coming out my pores You know how our city is coming My niggas got pokers no bluffing We blowing the bag cause it's nothing We gon run it up, we stay stunting Run it up, run it up, run it up We running Run it up, run it up, run it up We running Run it up, run it up, run it up We running Run it up, run it up, run it up We running Run it up, run it up, run it up We running Run it up, run it up, run it up We running
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Written by: CANDACE THORNTON-PRYOR, KEHINDA PRYOR, ROCKING SEWELL COTTON
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