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These bitches ain't runnin'(Runnin'), shit but y'all
'Cause the hater step, the first hater get tossed out

These bitches ain't runnin'(Runnin'), shit but y'all
the first hater step, the first hater get tossed out

These bitches ain't runnin'(Runnin'), shit but mouth
'Cause the first hater step, the hater get tossed out

bitches ain't runnin'(Runnin'), shit but y'all mouth
'Cause the first one of ya'll is the first one I'mma toss out

These niggas got ammo, but they ain't got plenty guns
I'm out of these cars, got the hoes on the run
I'm hearin' of words, but ain't no actions to boot
We can do some war for war, we can do some stickin' and movin'
We can meet in the of these streets or in the middle of this rain
I can pop chest, blast the Glock, or pop your jaw diamond ring
Bitch hate me hate the bank, or snatch the G's that I take
Or hate my shiny wristband, and big ass I rotate
See people flip I'm comin', got some of 'em sick at the stomach
They wonder what I brought in, they wonder what I got
Niggas I'm comin' like this, off in your like a bitch
Test me when you think I'm in, I'm bringing water, I'll it

What's this, it's that that you love to hate, always see come out the bank
Always have to my name, when you high on that drank
Catch you this boy you can't, 'cause you know I'm holdin' rank
When you see the platinum with the ice it make you faint
Through the now have you heard, out the Mafia droppin' birds
Runnin' from the cops, tossin' out the bags of herb
Ain't afraid to pop the steel, hollow tips to you feel
If you want to punk me out, pop these niggas in grill

These bitches ain't runnin'(Runnin'), shit but y'all
the first hater step, the first hater get tossed out

These bitches ain't runnin'(Runnin'), shit but mouth
'Cause the first step, the first hater get tossed out

I can't take any more, I'm to explode
I'm to overload, I'm 'bout to kill boy
All I want to know is where the G's at, where the at
Keep it easy, you don't to get speedy
All on this room, nigga boom
Get on your so we can get up soon
Stab you in your with a har-fuckin'-poon
boom, nigga boom

Scarecrow's on it, I'm hungry, stoppin' for a platinum supper
Wipe it easy, some black founded, crooked ass set'll be rubber
'Cause if they skit-skat, gun 'em all down, even towns
Splish-Splash, brains on the ground, a cannon round
Ball bat, him in his back, beatin' bitches down
Battle like blaze from the cross, that he never
Catch a close encounter from the anarchism of these
Chemical reaction 'cause the venom in to his arm

bitches ain't runnin'(Runnin'), shit but y'all mouth
'Cause the first step, the first hater get tossed out

These bitches ain't runnin'(Runnin'), but y'all mouth
the first hater step, the first hater get tossed out

These bitches ain't runnin'(Runnin'), but y'all mouth
'Cause the first one of steppin' is the first one I'mma toss out

Here we go, all you ass hoes
In my like you my friend
Triple Six dropped in again, time to ends
Dope game , my game, lame, it's a shame
How that Boo is runnin' the click up on you bitches man
Fat cat, what I be, packin' how you love
Fuck a platinum plaque, money, where the dollars at
(Blap, blap) We dare to stack it for 10 G's
(Where you from?) Black is where I be on my P's

Parents please, out for your children
This the one that'll lock 'em in the
Some of them so rugged, some corrupted ugly pussa-pussa
'Cause the all my niggas, Koopsta tryin' to tell ya somethin'
Peter-Peter, pussy eater, one of them by Koopsta Knicca
Lord, I done some sins, 'cause she married, but I don't know that
Figured he is a killa, so he figures he'll us fuckin'
Put them muthafuckin' slugs upside thug, 'cause, oh my

These ain't runnin'(Runnin'), shit but y'all mouth
'Cause the hater step, the first hater get tossed out

These ain't runnin'(Runnin'), shit but y'all mouth