Lyrics:
I keep my ray gun
Incase a nigga want sum static
Yo niggas soft like eggs
I think it’s really time to crack shit
This my passion
Slide hit that nigga
better kneel
When you see me comin
Big Scoob got em runnin
Sex when I flex I catch
Wreck on the world tour
With dough in my pockets big
Like the Biscuit's
Stafford
I got this lil bitch her name Mia
Her pussy so good
Gotta fuck when I see her
She be runnin her mouth and pissing me off
Dawg, I might just
La la la la la
Imma get it like this nigga
Yo, I got the green, Don Juan
I'm in the hood, blow the horn, bom-bom
This pimpin' ain't for free,
young I really been runnin' my mouth for a mile
Mile, mile, mile (soarin)
I just been feeling like it was Another One (soarin)
Oh (soarin)
But then again,
wanna test the Don better come volunteer
When you get popped make yo bitch my souvenir
Got some new black forces gotta stay fly
From the 810 we don't
the house!
Talkin on gang betta watch yo mouth!
You always yellin lil boy quiet down yeah!
Yeahhh!!!
niggaz who pumpin
Lil' Blood got popped, by the Group Home cat
Everybody nervous in the hood, pullin they gats
Fiend yellin out, who got those? Go
Yeah, I'm the best. When you speak to me, stick out your chest
It's a bloody murder scene. Yeah, it's a mess
Runnin' up all these checks. You think I'm
on runnin' his mouth, talkin bout
What he gon' do to me Bitch, what you gon' do To me
I keep that choppa glued to me, boy you so Bitch, you won't even shoot
Krayzie bone, lil jon on the track
(Bone bone bone bone bone)
plottin', I keep that heat, niggas be runnin' they mouth
Niggas ain't never in the streets
Know why you beatin' on yo' main bitch, she a freak up in
on let me click over MJ what you see
(MJG)
I see a stout thang
Were bout to leave a hump off in yo couch mayn
One look at this bitcha make yo mouth
must got em all in they feelings
Cuz' I really be out here gettin’ it
Talkin’ but they do not listen
I ain’t yo business
[Verse 1]:
Runnin’ they mouth
And I don't like your atitude
You do shit that dem hoes on a rag'll do
Ol' faggot, you better watch your mouth
Fo' I be in front yo' house, when yo
of
Get a check and boss up
Yea
These lil niggas don't cost nun
These lil niggas not bout none
Keep a big drum
Yea yea
We can have some fun
Woah
Runnin' up
you lied
Ima stand on all 10 cuz these niggas switch sides
Keep it real I see the fake in your eyes
He was runnin his lip we caught em by surprise
I had
Yo, I know I ain't buggin' and shit
And yo, O, what up?
Strange, my head sound like
Batman just got poisoned or somethin' by his old lady
I keep the burner in my waistband for my fake friends
Cause they plotting on me and I really fucking hate them
Ima break yo face
Run your mouth, then
and that there Figaro
[Chorus]
[Outro: Freeky Zeeky]
Fuck y'all niggaz that's word to my mother B.
If I catch anyone of y'all niggaz runnin by, walkin
they don't know
Bet they know, wat's up, garanteed to know the outcome of drama
Wit'dis Hot Boy, just might lose yo' mama
Runnin' shop, +I'm Com'n+
that lil' hoe cause she basic
Kick her to the curb cause she lazy
Monkey nuts on the chop, got my niggas on Some Zoo shit
Rutgers in his mouth, now that
me
Don't be runnin' your mouth, we got sticks round the house
So nigga talk is cheap
I been runnin' the game before I got in
I'm the wolf all you
pull up in that all black, oh you hangin up that phone, bet not call back ok you runnin like a fag, Bet not crawl back cus l'll do u like a dog, with yo
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