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Runnin' runnin runnin runnin
Burial burial burial
Boy fuck and meet the funeral

Bad man don't make foon, wit da goon
Boy fuck aroun gon shot clat yo
Clocks we step, you a be pep
Put one ina yo heart and then ina yo

Bad man don't foon, strap wit da goon
Boy fuck aroun gon shot yo doom
Clocks we step, you a be pep
Put one ina yo and then ina yo chest

Kevlar large, ina boy
Go there boss, go and now yo clat dead
You blowin' all the white, a run red
teeth, white chop, pussy just dead
Me gun flex, unex, in a chest
Broad day, big a night, we no take
We put boy to rest, we nah arrest
New York, I'm with the

Bad man don't foon, strap wit da goon
Boy fuck aroun gon shot clat yo
Clocks we step, you a be pep
Put one ina yo and then ina yo chest

Bad man don't foon, strap wit da goon
Boy fuck aroun gon clat yo doom
Clocks we step, you a be pep
Put one ina yo heart and ina yo chest

I Folarin!
Yo know the name tho
I'm in the lay do, felatio be out the stone
Countin pesos, find me the boldest to say no
I can re-arrange her like my document space is way low
Shotta, a G like me don't be in no Versace
at the watches, presidential, call it kemosabe
Big timer, being honest I be in Gabana
I'm from a town where slang ass, speak ebonics
DC don't got no games, they just the block up
And they rally at the bank 'cause need deposits, uh
Phones baby, will let no role me
Call your lady, if Italian be
I cut action, you sucka
Say you cut from a cloth, well that's a nut rag, a bomb's anchor
Shift, chief please weed, I em blowed
Every LP got a LB for each

You can find me in the club, bottle of bub'
Outside I gotta tec, inside I snug
I wrote correct, act wrong and get a
I see that you into money, well baby show me love
You can me in the club, bottle full of bub'
Outside I gotta tec, inside I gotta
I wrote correct, act and get a slug
I see that you and the money, well baby then show me
You can me in the club

all rocky, you know how I be
Told you is in the hood I'm "Papi"
I got all of fish, Peruvian "ahi"
I got all type of but I'm choosing ain't cocky,
see me on the couch, see me out,
see me on your TV when sitting in your house
I'm on BET, MTV
man I'm the hottest smokin' outta NYC
Self-made and self-paid, niggas can't me
I hand out, your hands out save me a peach
Man fuck you Crystal in your face,
you can hate me now and tell how tastes
Not bad it, mad want it,
nigga I bought the bar you at the bar
You should go DJ, play that new Troy Ave shit
Two steppin' with my B-S be that clip

You can find me in the club, bottle of bub'
I gotta tec, inside I gotta snug
I wrote correct, act wrong and get a
I see that you into money, well baby show me love
You can me in the club, bottle full of bub'
Outside I gotta tec, inside I gotta
I correct, act wrong and get a slug
I see that you and the money, well then show me love
You can me in the club