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Throw them hands to sky
My lil homies wanna fight
Let em out the cage
They split yo face, we run a fade on sight
Throw them hands to sky
My lil

Run this shit like a syndicate
Even El Chapo couldn't handle it
Talk back get your head split
Shots on the body get your block split   

Run this

Let me kick it, with my niggas
Bust it down, split it up
Run with the funds, only day ones
Are allowed bruh, to cake from breadcrumbs
Let me kick it,

want at all
No I don’t want at all
No I don’t want at all
No I don’t want at all
But you can split and run away
You better split and run again
Yeah you

No Roads Left

Linkin Park

Minutes to Midnight [(Itunes Non-LPTV Pre-Order]

2007

fear and flaws
I let myself down again
All because I run
'Til the silence splits me open
I run
'Til it puts me underground
'Til I have no breath

Aye-aye
Woah
"It's Lil Maz! Oh-Oh Shit!"

How many times I done this shit
Remind y'all again why I don't fuck with splits
Might run a bank if I

at my uh huh
Diamonds dancin' uh huh
Lookin' at my uh huh
Run up on me will get your mans split
Run up on me will get you killed quick
You lookin' at me

Watching 'Euphoria' like aw shit
Rue's so damaged and her souls split
Runs away
Drowns the pain so often
Proceed to coffin
I mean with caution

Original Don [Crookers Remix]

Major Lazer

Original Don

2011

another shot 

Run the track! (Split!)

Run the track! (Split!)

(Split!) Bust another shot
Bus-a bust another shot
(Lazer) Bust another shot
Bus-a

Original Don

Major Lazer

Original Don

2011

another shot

Run the track! (Split!)

Run the track! (Split!)

(Split!) Bust another shot
Bus-a bust another shot
(Lazer) Bust another shot
Bus-a

Fuck what they, talkin bout
Fuck what they talkin bout
We gone get it by any means, fuck what they talkin about
Run it up, split it with the team,

all the things we did in fun, after all the things we did in hate
When I thought that I should split and run, you made me wait, hesitate

I can try

to my clouds a dreary grey
The heart that you cut could fill the red sea that you'll split to run
I don't want anyone else to feel this pain
Surely by now

Head top buss up and split (split)
Seh you bad, pussyhole run up and see
Mi brain psycho nuh rahtid
Yeah man ah EastSyde (yeah)

Baare chopstick

split
Still gon' run it up and with a pro split
Run up off the map

Go ghost, don't quit tho
Get gone, don't miss
Go ghost, don't quit tho
Get gone, don't

a lick 
Think shit here sweet 
Get yo shit split 

Giannis bucks we run up 
Run up a muck 
This summer we fuckin ya city up 
Respect to the gangstas

might get yo brain split
Run away, bitch, run away, bitch
Pussy ass hoe, go and run away, bitch
Run away, bitch, run away, bitch
Pussy ass hoe, go and run

the split

Run, Silver horses
Run, Silver horses

It's a promised era to come, drifting away
It's a promised era to come, drifting away

Here we are

shoot I never miss
its a hit heard my yungins they just hit um for a lick
When they hit its a split
You boy run up on em wit a stick

Verse 1
My o my what

Cutless and my buzzin 
Fully loaded that’s the type of s*** we on
Choppa make em split, cuz he run his lips 
Talking all that s***, first take Steven

joke, no joke
I'ma make this motherfucker float
You've been through all this shit, okay, he choked
Got a shotgun and split
Run around boy, but I'm in

is, I don't give a fuck bout bitches
Only give a fuck if I'm rich
Run up on me get split (run up on me get split)
I don't give a fuck bout bitches, I

you has been and gone
I have to split and run along
No longer taken for granted
I've got both feet firmly planted 
Ain’t gonna be around 
When SHIT

gotta split
Run my mouth, talk my shit, bounce my ass right
Your nigga like how I keep this ass tight
He eat it while I throw it back
Bitch I'm the entree