Lyrics:
sinkin'
Well, hit her with the D, now she hooked like Phonics
Chopper by the high heels in the damn closet
Baby mama got a damn whole bunch of bags
She
than some candy on valentines
He pull up 10 deep, fuck around ima hit ya crew
Don't fuck with u niggas, don't fuck with u jigaboos
She wanna link, dumb
Blow me then you kissed her
Fourty on me, by my side, homie
Hit em then he cried duckin' cuz I drive-by
Pussy, he got nine lives
Catch 'em in his
When I step in the room the bars
Hit from different angles
Angle you up like a ruler my outfit
Cooler I can see bullshit a mile
Away I got ocular
brodie swinging sticks go back n fourth like ping pong
Critical condition hit that nigga in his torso
They ain’t catching us cause this Johnny got sports
and shot a me
But I practice what I preach
And see that these slugs up in his body got him,
Run, wid smoke coming from the barrel ah me gun
Hit the bend,
Keep it real nun less just a 100
If you can't, run with it, then you better run from it
Issa wrap (Huh)
Johnny depp cologne got me smellin like a Mack
Stoner Bitch
By: The Kottonmouth Kings
I need a stoner bitch
I need a sto-sto-sto-stoner bitch
I need a sto-sto-sto-sto-sto stoner bitch
Repeat x
to the
Front with the weak shit
I'm the one you can't get with
Beware or you'll get hit
With a loose and very clever combination
I'm tearing up the competition
weighing more when I rhyme
Sensor like hentai when you walk by you get hit with the mine
Standing on both sides nigga one line split them all like a knife
interrupt watch me intercept
Hit by the tech acknowledging flows release from
My complex text my brain index If I was solo I still can
Flex wrap in mc's in
skirts cause it's real
Not everyone can rhyme and get a deal
Not everyone can shine and make a mill
So Johnny carry nine in the steel
One in the head
a walk-through
Shut up lil' bitch, I taught you
Hoe, you ain't shit when I knocked you
Suck my stick when I rock you
Run up on me, I'ma pop you
You ain't even
some pizza and then hit the arcade just for fun
If I should wait for twenty years by then they’ll all be gone
So I’ll just thank the Lord above that we
Houston go to Johnny Dang
Fucked up a check I hit the club might just make it rain
DBE do big thangs my niggas ball like 2k
Niggas really wanna cross me
lips all they got
And hot air, keep queefing.
Puff trees they believe hits
Unleashed by me when I'm preaching
My subject touchy like priests is
But fuck
Something is wrong here, something is terribly wrong (RUN, BOY!!!)
Something is terribly wrong
Stand by...
Something is terribly wrong
(RUUUUNNN!!!!) Just
time we gettin to it yeah yeah we gettin to it
Clownz and the kings we back at it again
You know we dippin again
So go run and tell ya friends
[Johnny
Carry it around like he Pallbearer
Can’t let it go
Caught a feelin they was hatin hit That bih right on the nose
(Fake as niggas)
(Hit that bih right
know what's amazin
The surprise we told these new guys
Flav has always been crazy
Hit london 87 like it was an invasion
Toured the world for 3 years
Hell
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ
RUN - DZAN lyrics
{Hook}
I am the black hole sun
RUN(x4)
Digging until I hit bone
Flippin’ and rippin’ pages
can you, can you, can you keep up?
Please don't make me
Please don't make me take off the safety
I run things, see, things don't run me
Stuck in the bottom of the bottom, nigga
{Aight, what's goin on, what's goin on
What's the deal pa, where you headed son?}
(Yo I'm bout to go to the studio and lay smash hit
Wit my Uncle Run
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