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Limiti di età: 18+
Linguaggio delle canzoni: inglese
On the Run |
| If a nigga got a 44, haters out the window |
| Let the fucker go, I suggest you motherfucking run, run |
| See my blood send a kilo, that’s just 'cause you dead though |
| Find out how we kick it dogs, 'cause they know I’m on the run, on the run |
| Went on for the plug, he will shoot it off the brick |
| Front door back though I’m jumping over the fence |
| With 50 thousand grands nigga that 53 brick |
| Black amigo scooting on for taking nigga shit |
| Them young nigga each a corner in that black van |
| Swanging dough Waka Flocka and let them guns blow |
| Bind a hundred looking for me I don’t give a damn |
| They kick my mama doorI found 150 ban |
| Ever since they gave me most wanted for the grand |
| Real dope boy I been hussled up the grand |
| Every day I’m flossin and my jewerly mess my swag |
| Two different spot don’t put the bricks with the swag |
| If a nigga got a 44, haters out the window |
| Let the fucker go, I suggest you motherfucking run, run |
| See my blood send a kilo, that’s just 'cause you dead though |
| Find out how we kick it dogs, 'cause they know I’m on the run, on the run |
| I got black pistols hanging out the black coupe |
| Jump up out that bitch Gucci everything with the matching boot |
| Selling dope since highschool out I never went to classroom |
| You don’t say nothing to me, bitch shut the fuck up unless I ask you |
| Money on my mind your bitch swanging on my nuts on the block hanging |
| Getting in up, in the streets I’m flaming bro, you know what up |
| Hey look these diamonds clear as water, dude check out how they sparkle |
| I gave these niggas the blue print but I ain’t no Sean Carter |
| Every car I own up under the hood it got a monster |
| The city flooded with kush they say they under sponsor |
| If you see that hung around, hanging out the window |
| I don’t mean no harm but I suggest that you keep going |
| If a nigga got a 44, haters out the window |
| Let the fucker go, I suggest you motherfucking run, run |
| See my blood send a kilo, that’s just 'cause you dead though |
| Find out how we kick it dogs, 'cause they know I’m on the run, on the run |