Lyrics:
S.H.E. Dub to the M.a.c. Love
I'll never be the one
But I'm a good runner up
I always did it 4 fun
Just like drinking to much
cct up and show out
was your brother
That shit still be turning them fake
Dont laugh at the runner
Everybody think that nigga funny
Until he come run in your place
Joeski
Let me put sum by ya kidney.
Baby, I just wantcha soul.
I done poured a 4 all up in my henny
Now ain't no stopping let's go
I love when ya get that
on four strings
It's really not hard
To be a bard
On four strings
What's hard
Is being heard as a bard
Who has something nice to sing
But just can't sing
you love me but the whole time i was place holding for you to get better
it ain't get better, the whole situation just kept getting worse when you did
dope
Let the needle point press your skin
The tower read to pull the card
It said I'm next to be the king
The wheel of fortune up right, good luck
Fake
to run up
Put you on gang, teach you how to come up
Put your pack in your hand
To get to my runner
To kill you, too bad, you would be a stunner
Keep
(Aitch)
They wanna give me a taste, first place and the feelin' is great (great)
Only time that I'm the runner up, is when I send my runner up
My block
Not a care in the world and we always wanted more
Life was good in nineteen ninety four
We were cruising down the road jamming to Santana
On a road trip
that lil' hoe by the hair, come put that pussy down
If it's good, I throw a hundred bands on, still got racks, hoe
Niggas sayin' that I'm was broke like
can be the hunter
You can be the CEO or you can be the runner
Jenny made a decision that day to be the gunna
Once she draw the stick, nobody would make
DJ Khaled, we the best
Who, we nigga
We the best
The Runners, I represent the ghetto across the world
And you represent the hood, two hands in
Can it be that there's any good news?
Four wheel drive, four wheel ride
Side by side, four wheel drive
Why can't you do something right?
Your
Can it be that there's any good news?
Four wheel drive, four wheel ride
Side by side, four wheel drive
Why can't you do something right?
Your
tested
Boy I used to hate myself and hate my blessing
Don't be tryna get close to me if you not invested
I got family on my shoulders and it got me
to the hood
Bandannas on the four wheelers
Face say up to no good
Burnt tires get the message puto
Eyes open hands off the culo
Kilos coming pure snow Kaputo
Never trust no matter what the dance or song
Cause it could be a put on
[Chorus: x4]
was a fat kid
Suck it good, chew it, then swallow, Sour Patch Kid
My bitch 'bout to leave me 'cause I'm built like Patrick
I nut super quick and I be
If Your Dads In The Hood
Not Bad Meaning Bad, But Bad Meaning Good Good Good
[Slakah:]
Lady, Somebody Shot Up The Place Right By
Where I Work And I
has taken place that we are governed by fools?
*
We've had problems from self-appointed Gods from Bishops to MPs.
They've tried to ban our
it up (yea)
First place, never runner up
From the dirty south but, we comin' up (yea)
Dead stock, boy, I'm one of one
Gettin' to the bag, I'ma fuck it
Jada talk so good, but they brain is not ready
They don't know know
Bubba talk so good, but they brain is not ready
They don't know know know
Jada
you back down to my place
Chillin by the fire late nights I want from u
Gimme the cue and we head straight to my room
After we done lay in bed and we
place
Im the type of nigga you dont let go
And cant replace
I Run round like road runner
Tht boy a cold stunner
I be fasioned to head
You would think i
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