Runnin' Shit
Spooky On1
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See these creases on my chucks, that's how you know I'm runnin' shit I done never gave a f*ck, I always be gunnin' shit Lil' homie out of luck, watch my band drummin' shit Pull up to their block and start shootin' that's how I'm bouncin' it See these creases on my chucks, that's how you know I'm runnin' shit I done never gave a f*ck, I always be gunnin' shit Lil' homie out of luck, watch my band drummin' shit Pull up to their block and start shootin' that's how I'm bouncin' it Yeah, motherfucker why you so talkative? The way I pull up poppin' shit, positive The way the smoke drips on a lose leaf, foggin' shit Cuete fight like Bruce Lee, mach six Balas to his body have him singin' a harmony Ain't no harm on me, steppin' to me is blasphemy Better pray everyday before another lays In the dirt, I repeat that's when you learn what's at stake Stop eatin' off my plate, for f*ck sakes F*ck 12 and you nasty ass pigs straight up Get out of my crib, sippin' heavy on the lane Punch a vato in his lip harder than Bruce Wayne To be frank, I'll make you disappear like David Blaine To be real I'm insane in the membrane How could I just kill a man, aimed at the brain He couldn't fight back 'cause he's bitch made See these creases on my chucks, that's how you know I'm runnin' shit I done never gave a f*ck, I always be gunnin' shit Lil' homie out of luck, watch my band drummin' shit Pull up to their block and start shootin' that's how I'm bouncin' it See these creases on my chucks, that's how you know I'm runnin' shit I done never gave a f*ck, I always be gunnin' shit Lil' homie out of luck, watch my band drummin' shit Pull up to their block and start shootin' that's how I'm bouncin' it Let's bring it back for the one time The ones I lost in the crime fights When I see a pig I ain't tryin' to act right Throw your body in the ditch, that's a baptize Cut ties, spin around your block again I rip tires Mike Meyers the way the smoke gets me hi-higher Blood all over me 'cause I'm a soldier, I told her My soul ain't sold, and the smoke harder than a colt volt Cut throat, I strike faster than a lightning bolt No joke, let your folks know this shit real gold Go mode, I know you'd be quick to bounce like a pogo Fo' sure, I bounce when I switch in a low low Chicano flow the way I make the tote float Loco, I'm that vato fight me I'ma go three - 0 Chicano flow the way I make the tote float Loco, I'm that vato fight me I'ma go three - 0
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