Luyện nghe bài hát Run It

[Verse 1: Meek
Linx and kilos
We get the rico
up on a sucka take his bitch like I was D Bo
Got the four in the six call it Cee-Lo
Buying bottles with cop money, nacho cheese Dorito (hol up!)
All of my niggas official as
Big ass like I'm whipping the truck
I'm Ciroc while I'm sittin' with Puff
And talking 'bout business with Jigga at
That's cray, that's
New toys, play
I brought spades, with the deuce, poof, let's [?]
I say, I get money, fuck ho, don't pay
And I ball, in the clutch, Ray Al, for tre
And I ride, for the Ye, side, Kim K
girl, through The Bay, my hood, I'm Mac Dre
Bitch, if talks why you niggas never say shit?
If sky's the limit, why I'm ridin' in a space
My money talkin' and my Rollie never tickin
Five bullets [?] on the I'm official nigga

[Chorus: Joyner Lucas &
I'm a way...
Whoa, run it
Run it
Run it

This is we do
Run it
Run it
Run it
Run it

[Verse 2: Joyner
My bitch look Halle
My look like Kylie
Your bitch don't look
of ya'll hoes can have me
Can't me, can't touch this
MC Hammer the swaggy
Can't cuff me, function
Bitch, I don't want to get
They ain't ever me on payroll
ain't ever want me have say-so
Always had a on J-Lo
Thought I was the man 'til my chain
I was so broke can't clothes
You don't keep it real, you a
You don't a move 'til I say so
When I get loose, goes
Money in the mother mattress
They was tryna take it, but I to get away
I think I'm tripping cause a nigga had it
I never had a way, I think I struggled day
Talking to God I'm he could do some magic
Hoping to get paid and then take all my stress
And I could finally buy a fucking mansion
Then move my friends in, and get
Cause this shit sound like
I ever had no wifi
I grew up where the went- (pow pow)
Almost got in a drive-by
Stay in biz don't mind mines
I'm in your top five's top
Can't touch this nigga, why
Gimme yo or you might die

[Chorus: Joyner
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Whoa, run it
Run it, run it
Run it, run it
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Wait, hold up, yo,

3: Joyner Lucas]
Your shit like bubble gum, popcorn, starburst, chocolate
Gum drop, cupcake, milkshake, [?], cane, rainbow
Your shit sound like time, playground, third grade
Ice cream, fun pop, Reese's, Hershey's, swirly, lemonade,
thought I was retarded
Daddy thought I was
said I wasn't the smartest
Grammy knew I was an
All of y'all is trash, go throw your shit in the garbage
I threw your shit in the ocean, I it swim with the starfish
I remember when you wouldn't with me
Ain't nobody wanna ride the bus me
Ain't nobody share lunch with me
Family couldn't keep in with me
Now they all can't get of me
Now want to fly with me in luxury
Same hoes never to let me hit
Now they all want to nuts for me
Name nigga poppin' than me?
I never been cocky, but they don't a problem with me
And all these haters that wanna take a dollar from me
Nigga any rapper yo I don't need a counter with me
Ain't nobody wasn't lookin' for me, they was hiding me
All of them was counting me out now they on me
I'm so motherfucking hot that the wind is a to me
Right before I pull the trigger and that God forgive me I said

[Chorus: Joyner
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Whoa, run it
Run it, run it
Run it, run it
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Wait, hold up,