Run N 2 Me
EST Gee, Yo Gotti
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(Helluva made this beat, baby) Take a nigga dream, chase him down Sayin' you gon' take this, nah take which Take switch, anyone you touch gon' come with eight blicks Eight ripped shirts for the same cliques Niggas can't get up with me they don't take the same risks My lil' nigga rap, trap, loves me and takin' hits, my jury ain't racist I walk right in rows, you weren't active with them poles With us nigga you might have froze And these reds on steel, get caught I'm poppin', be a free kill I'm takin' niggas' dreams, you chase 'em down, I feel like Meek Mill They can tell you how that RIP feel, high beam for a body He died you ain't slide, you cried and hung his shirt up in the closet That .55 don dada chopper on me, talkin' a bopper It's loyalty and honor through whatever, know I got 'em Avoidin' beef with shiners like they do not know who shot 'em Won't be a problem, I drop this dope it don't sink to the bottom Can't teach you how to beat the street the stress might kill yo' mama He rep like he did something to me Where's he we stretch his partner He rep like he did something to me Where's he we stretch his partner And I'm just on the phone with Cada And he prayin' I don't take long Ride 'round with this K I get to hummin' like it's Trey Songz Opps be on my dick in songs I give 'em somethin' to hate on Slidin' all night long You better have your pipe on you when you bump into me Make no exceptions I wish death on all my enemies In loving memory, I bet they gon' remember me You better have your pipe on you when you bump into me You should've bulletproofed that Trackhawk Whole family cryin' they think it's my fault (yeah, forreal) Partner called a body hit the bunk and went and jacked off (solid) He don't want a bun, pay the lawyer he gon' beat it (we gon' beat it) Smoke in the city, niggas know that I ain't sleepin' (shh) I'm like sixty-five mil' up and still ain't put the steel up Know this nigga bitch he know it too and he still actin' tough (yeah) Take his ass to surgery, get that boy a tummy tuck Better have your pipe when you see me, nigga you know what's up (forreal) I got a different mindset (I do) See my enemy still postin', I'm like "why he ain't die yet" (why he still here?) I'm a different type of nigga (I am), you know you can't find that (forreal) Gee my partner, he a boss, and you know you can't sign that, forreal And I'm just on the phone with Cada And he prayin' I don't take long Ride 'round with this K I get to hummin' like it's Trey Songz Opps be on my dick in songs I give 'em somethin' to hate on Slidin' all night long You better have your pipe on you when you bump into me Make no exceptions I wish death on all my enemies In loving memory, I bet they gon' remember me You better have your pipe on you when you bump into me
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Written by: George Stone III, Jeffrey Lynn Jones, Mario Mimms
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