Lyrics:
[DJ Paul talking with gunshots in background]
Yeah, run bitch. Run hoe! Ya nice motherfuckas!
Y'all jealous ass bitches!
You know what I'ma call
lock and load, heat the streets up
You weak fuck
Shakin' and dancin'
Y'all takin' pills, we takin' penitentiary chances
I'm too advanced is
Never
on
Sing the words to every song
See they know what it is and who got style
Lil Bow Wow be the golden child
And I keep y'all suckers shook up
Y'all
of these other niggas
You needs to be worried about when Juvi comin' to get ya
Look, I make a phone call to the big dog
Y'all bitches better handle y'all
Ay, yea
Trillville
Yeah Lil Wyte nigga
Hypnotize
Y'all better get that shit right nigga
We don't give a fuck tonight nigga
Ay, y'all niggaz
to introduce to you
My Wyclef John
Aight now I know y'all crunk
We goin' keep y'all crunk
We bringin' back that funky shit
Ying yang and Wyclef in this
the fuck is this cat?
Ja baby, understand that, Rule one, second to none
When y'all bitches start strutting I hit it and run
Cause I'm destined to cum
'Cause niggas like y'all show disrespect
by flossin' so you in for a tossin'
You need to go brush your teeth
and change ya drawers and change
DJ Paul-
(Intro)
Yeah, run bitch. Run hoe! Ya nice motherfuckas!
y'all jealous ass bitches!
You know what I'ma call y'all? Some Jello
got a lot to give
It's for the love and cause of that we got a lot to give
You got a issue with that then it ain't my problem kid
Y'all niggaz gotta
the days how we used to do
Thank you for the good times y'all
Deja vu, things ain't nothing new
Shorties make me think how we used to do
When you
Ain't no chance for y'all
It don't matter
where you came from
Y'all better team up
or get it together
Or you can get it whenever
If the grind don't
the headphones up, Ali here we go
I woke up this morning with my dick on hard
Didn't know why 'til I said fuck all y'all
Or fuck this world, or I'mma fuck that
[Freeway]
Okay, I see where y'all goin
Okay, aight dude, you want me to fuck with that Free shit? Okay..
Yeah, I got you blazed...holla!
Uh! Yeah!
the motherfuckin' elephant
In every crew I repped
I brought them out their fuckin' element
(I'm lookin' at y'all
Y'all better give me my royalties
You dumb punk
[Chorus]
Y'all come see me cause I really want to hit tonight
Call up your job and tell them you'll be sick tonight
And if ya girlfriends want
go to jail y'all
Hell nah don't let em put me in a cell lord
Prays god now (Repeat 3X)
Before i go to jail go to jail go to jail
[Verse 2]
As I sit
Yea uh-ooo!! (Come on, come on)
Roll wit me, its santana
I'd like to welcome y'all (yea) to the great
Fuck wit ya boy!(Once again) Zeke!
[Juelz
bullshit that y'all talk, man, what is you sayin'?
If it ain't about answers or solutions, don't entertain it
I'm sick of complainin' (yeah, yeah)
Man,
the stars and I float away
Tell me y'all on the way
Just go straight to your seat in heaven
And you call me up, I'm only a couple of turns away
I'm as young
acting like you are the mothafuckin shit
Don't like y'all not even a little bit
Imma put all your names in my fuckin clip
People threaten that they
to learn to ball
Shorty, what's on your wishlist
Cause girl, you deserve it all
And these niggas be dissing
But I never heard of y'all
Now I'm in this
Got the drip I'm flashing
I stay up on fashion
In my whip I'm dashing
While y'all stuck I'm passing
Dashing, dashing
In my whip I'm dashing
Dashing,
think it's time to rest
I'm tired of coming in second place
Acting like they don't. I know they sweat me
Y'all been burning bridges, I built plenty
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