Lyrics:
the outlaw stridin' while suckers are hidin'
Jump behind the bush when they see me (us) driving
By, hangin' out the window
With my Magnum, takin' out some
the outlaw stridin' while suckers are hidin'
Jump behind the bush when they see me (us) driving
By, hangin' out the window
With my Magnum, takin' out some
a Patek
I know you an eater
Can tell by the lisp
Only got time to level up
Level up
I think that I leveled up
Leveled up
Only got time to run it up
Run it
I'm a Front Street savage, all my niggas super grimy
Run off with that work don't make me come and find you
Ooh, don't make me kill you on camera
With a smoking gun
With a smoking gun
I know you'd come
Ready to kill
With a smoking gun
Uh huh
Yup
I know you'll run
Ready to kill
With
Run it up
Watch me fuck it up
Down my luck
Tripping cuz
Karma got me stuck
Bitch is nuts
Playing what
Yearly gifted, optimistic
Opening up my doors
kill kill your friends
Shoot shoot shoot the gun
Live by the gun
Don’t want to run
Live by the gun
GI Joe ain’t ain’t no fun
Live by the gun
Don’t want
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me,
wind was cold
The freezing water spun with rocks and gold
Don't go by what's said and done
Hold the knife and grab my gun
Rags to riches, how they run
scared of me
Thеy run like I got leprosy
Now I got fresh blood on my shirt
Cause I made someone feel my hurt (hurt)
Put 'em in a hole, then fill it with
the ground
They're barbequing wienies at
The local meltdown
Politicians spending time trying to
Make a buck
Monkey's getting stronger 'til we all
Run out
the trouble run
Trouble is coming for you though
By any means ima slide
Running through my mind like it's do or die
Gimme peace through the night
You ain't
With a smoking gun
With a smoking gun
I know you'd come
Ready to kill
With a smoking gun
Uh huh
Yup
I know you'll run
Ready to kill
With
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me,
if you will
Spectrum's tryna tell us
If you love you wanna kill
Kill or kill the feeling inside?
Do you really wanna run or hide away from your
Ugh
Dig
You know it
T.K.O. Nigga
Going up going up going up
Let's do it
Aye
Aye
Aye Aye Aye Aye
Run it up
Run it up
Real niggas getting to it
Nah you
pleasure in the Benz-ito
Hittin' fanny, spendin' chips at Manny's
Hope you creeps got receipts, my peeps get dirty like cleats
Run up in your crib, wrap you
mercy fucks, there was blood.
Oh...You should have been there by my side.
So run like hell!
Last Call!
Ka-ka Kill it!
fi less dan dat
Kill fi less dan dat
Suspended license back to driving now
Strapped wid di cannon I'm wilin' out
Drive by yuh funeral yuh family crying
)
Licence to kill
Hey baby, think you need a friend to stand here by your side?
Yes you do (Your side)
Ooh, baby, now you can depend on me to make things
sell myself
Not, not anymore
Darkness
Covered by a light
I will run away
I won't kiss your lies
I'll be a freeman
I won't be a slave
I will run a mass
interest War mi start dat by reservation and request To kill dis yah fool, to me dat is no stress Murder dem fast just like a Federal Express And mi run wild
can see me by the way that I feel
Touch my body, kill the lights tonight
Oh no, don't run away from your love
No, no, don't turn away from
Through these tinted Fendi frames, I walk by faith
Five star dinner, just said grace, Ferrari champagne
This ain't Ace, run up the bank, run up
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