RunDisBiiich

Make a Mitch run cuz he on shit Make a bitch run with a long dick Let them keep on thinking I'm just an artist Hold heat like a fat bitch arm pits Tell them run your shit exlax Every one of your chips nigga bet that Should have stepped back and kept back Now I got my Blade where your neck at Chip a nigga head off acting like he head boss I'm living for wins when I'm spittin it's a dead loss Ain't bout junk yards but there's going to be some lead tossed Only coroner can wipe the red off Bread boss from the booth to the block Run a motherfuckas shit with a few hundred shots Mitch get headshots when I shoot from a Glock Bitch get head shots when I shoot from my cock ha This ain't your hood Think it's all good Wish a nigga would I run this bitch You can't see me P.O.P.E. Don King Indeed I run this bitch Nigga run your shit I run this bitch Nigga run your shit I run this bitch Nigga run your shit I run this bitch Nigga run your shit Run Run nigga nigga run Sounding like a chainsaw Vrum ninna ninna vrum Sounding like a chainsaw Thought you was taking my thrown, you was way off You like the browns talking like they making playoffs Bout mine all the time. No days off Str8 Hood is the Empire. Everybody a made boss Thinking bout leaning our way, you better lay off We like the 91 pistons. We never play soft They loss in the streets or the industry Hanging niggas like they used to do in Tennessee Why you think I'm tight with niggas who's killers just to fill a need We feed off of the same things. We ain't a different breed Trying to run on the heels of me But the difference between them and me Is more feet than a centipede Holding heat since a youngin like I'm Lebanese Run this bitch like sharks Run the seven seas With ease This ain't your hood Think it's all good Wish a nigga would I run this bitch You can't see me P.O.P.E. Don King Indeed I run this bitch Nigga run your shit I run this bitch Nigga run your shit I run this bitch Nigga run your shit I run this bitch Nigga run your shit Run