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Bad And Boujee

Migos

Bad and Boujee

2016

for Instagram, get your clout up
Uh, yeah, dat way (yeah), float on the track like a Segway (go)
Yeah, dat way (dat way), I used to trap by the subway

haaa

We doing drive bys
Niggas in the cut doing track
I Like to side eye
Faggots know I'm lit & keep it real
These bitches tie die
Holy Ghost
Did magic

of the things you tried I probably tried myself
God gave me a GPS so I can find myself
I never had a vision, I was blind myself
I’m by myself
At least I thought I

Half of the things you tried I probably tried myself
God gave me a GPS so I can find myself 
I never had a vision, I was blind myself 
I'm by myself

and casting spells
Stung by the spelling bee
And they says congratulations
You graduated
From slavery
To paid slavery
You actually made it!
Here! Take

I feel the sunshine
Every single time that you come by
Turned my life into a movie, got that run time
Loving you ain't easy but I must try 'cause

3 in the Head

Run-D.M.C.

Down with the King

1993

makin' 'em takin' 'em breakin' 'em all
Diss 'em one by one
You make the mistake of thinkin' I'm soft
Thinkin' Run ain't the one
From eighty-three

Like all these fuckin' imps
Style violent, give a fuck if you deny it
Kids you can all run naked backwards
Through a field of dicks
Fuck the world don't

me?
I could be the red hood in the woods
Past their glowing red eyes
Tryna get me alone tonight
You could be another wolf on the prowl
Tryna track me

on
You know I'm ready to flow get your pads on
And I run this tracks like a marathon
With a positive charge like a proton
Fifi Mild flight risk yeah I'm

This Dick's for You

Geto Boys

Till Death Do Us Part

1993

their mistreated by their husbands
So I hook up shit to make it right
Just call me tonight
And I'll make sure that everything runs tight
Cause if he don't

Keepin It Gangsta [Remix; Bonus Track]

M.O.P.

Street Dreams

2003

Cause you got me curious, you probably look better when your dead
Nine by the spine, (5th in the holst)
Scum bag it's them D-Block boys, daddy kissin'

always run it like track
Fuck That
This shit if my future man
That shit was my past
And I gotta make a living so I gotta make it last
All the children they

In the pale blue mourning

He's a lone wolf cowboy
Born to raise himself and run
Carving deep tracks on his Harley Davidson
off to find that woman he

Instagram bots
Caused by Cosby and thots
Do you want have sex with me? It's like Ecstasy
It's the best you seen. I'm a SOB
That's why you hatin me
That's why

(Listen)

Death by lyrical injection
I kill you rappers
A lotta green with a yellow complexion
Women call me the Green Bay Packer
I pack the zero's, meaning

live trend by trend, but I'm making it mine
You rappers ain't running shit, you really just run out of time
You rappers ain't killing shit, the only

Byrd Gang Money

Jim Jones

Harlem's American Gangster

2008

the bundles,
An easy ten grand, it felt like a hundred,
These Gucci belts by the stomach, with guns in them.
Its only wealth that we want, if we run wit em
Till

If there was a place to run
Don't you think we'd all go?
It's hard to escape
When life seems furlough
If it was easy
Everyone would do it
So I

Finch
Put Your Mind To It You Could Run c Four Flat 

Driving With The Fixer YcH say is Us Or Them 
Keep My Mind Calm Once c Time Take Your Heart Evil

Ever felt like it's run rabbit
Go and chase your bad habits
And if you're feeling hungry go and see what takes your palette
Man I swear I see the rat

friend can't scream the last name
Crack him in the head, just so his head can feel the pain
Tie him to the tracks and watch him get run over by a train

Laurel Cove Laurel Cove
She got down Daddy's gun
Aimed it at his head said "you better run"
With one eye open and one eye closed

Hiding all night by

run back to you
Can't keep this up anymore I know
Letting it all bleed out, now ion know what to do
I hear people when they talking about me
Blackin out