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

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

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

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

Bad man make foon, strap wit da goon
Boy fuck gon shot clat yo doom
Clocks we step, you a be pep
Put one ina yo heart and then ina yo

Bad man don't make foon, wit da goon
Boy fuck aroun gon clat yo doom
when 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, be out the grave stone
pesos, find me the boldest chick to say no
I can re-arrange her like my document space is way low
Shotta, a G like me be in no cheap Versace
Look at the watches, presidential, call it
Big timer, being honest I be in Gabana
I'm from a town where youngins ass, speak ebonics
DC got no games, they just beat the block up
And they rally at the 'cause they need deposits, uh
baby, will let no role play me
Call your lady, if Italian be
I cut action, you rappers
Say you cut from a different cloth, well a nut rag, a bomb's anchor
Shift, please weed, I keep em blowed
LP got a LB for each flow

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

Jewelry all rocky, you how I be
Told you mo'fuckas' is in the I'm "Papi"
I got all of fish, Peruvian "ahi"
I got all type of bitches but I'm ain't cocky,
see me on the couch, see me out,
see me on your TV you're sitting in your house
I'm on BET, MTV
man I'm the thing smokin' outta NYC
Self-made and self-paid, niggas can't me
I hand out, your out like save me a peach
Man fuck you spit Crystal in face,
you can me now and tell how success tastes
Not bad it, mad want it,
nigga please I the bar you at the bar
You should leave go DJ, that new Troy Ave shit
Two with my weapon B-S be that clip

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