Run Down Gang (feat. Zbandzongo)

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I got this bookie on my hip, don't try to take a pic
Too many f*ck-ups up in this world, I know them niggas sick
And he was dissin' on the gram, we turned him to a lick
Shut up, lil' nigga, give me all that shit before you is a vic

And I ain't even finna play, I'm tryna do him dirty
Yo, these times, spend up on that block and hit him with that dirty
Since he like to shake his hips, he have him gettin' snirty
I can beat your bitch any fuckin' time because she know I'm worthy

I told them niggas I'ma do it on my own
They tried to sign for half a mil', so I stopped pickin' up the phone
And I'm tryna run this bag up, so I ain't even in the room
You know Lil' Mookie by my side, I swear that is my backbone

Call up E, yeah, I know you gon' step
I call up Pat, he don't play, he gon' put some shit to rest
So if you dissin' on my name, you better come out with a vest
And two shots hit him up, but your nigga had to pump his chest

They like, damn, Z-Bandz, why you always snappin'
I'm just rappin' about my life and I'm tryna put some shit to past time
I'm tryna pay out that tag, leave that nigga face on the floor
Big bang, bro, nigga, I ain't tryna show no remorse

Back to 2G in my hand, niggas really up in score
Niggas keep dissin' dads, we gon' keep takin' more
Niggas really tryna ball, niggas really be on court
Momma's from a dad, opps, niggas really keepin' score

F*ck that dumb nigga, ace nigga got caught, lockin' by the store
Go, go, go
Like, f*ck it, we gon' keep cleanin' nigga blocks up like it's Torch
All these opp niggas gettin' cooked like they s'mores

Why the f*ck you talkin' crazy, you actin' like I don't got the torch
We caught that nigga lacking, shot that nigga on his porch
War by his and that V when we spittin' down that block
I'm the EBS demon, nigga, it's every opp shot

We tryna put that pussy ass nigga all up in a box
Why the f*ck you spittin', nigga, block, but you got no fuckin' knock
How you talkin' crazy when your own bitch gave us a drug
Yo, Marco, why you actin' like we ain't have niggas workin' that spot

F*ck FTA, all you niggas shot it
Like, f*ck Soso, that nigga a bitch, he never took no tricks
How you niggas dissin' so much, but you niggas scared to spend
How the f*ck you niggas shooters, but you never caught a hit

I can't stand fake jackin' ass niggas that never caught a lick
Pussy ass niggas tryna push us, boom, and got that nigga hit
Always see me with the beam, then he got shot in his shit
I'm a demon ass nigga, nigga, I'm always tryna spend

Go, go, go
If you talkin' on kid, I name nigga, me and gang, we takin' chances
Go, go, go
Life, gang, life

J.R.R.E.M.G

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