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These 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
'Cause the first hater step, the first hater get out

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

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

These got plenty ammo, but they ain't got plenty guns
I'm bustin' out of cars, got the hoes on the run
I'm hearin' plenty of words, but ain't no actions to
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 your chest, blast the Glock, or pop your jaw diamond
Bitch don't me hate the bank, or snatch the G's that I take
Or hate my shiny wristband, and big ass rims I
See people flip when I'm comin', got some of 'em at the stomach
They wonder what I brought in, wonder what I got comin'
Niggas I'm comin' like this, off in your mouth a bitch
Test me when you think I'm in, I'm bringing water, start it

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

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

These bitches ain't runnin'(Runnin'), but y'all mouth
'Cause the first hater step, the first hater get 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 want to get
All on this motherfuckin' room, nigga
Get on back so we can get up soon
you in your heart with a har-fuckin'-poon
Nigga boom, boom

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

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

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

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

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

please, watch out for your children
This the one that'll 'em in the basement
Some of talkin' so rugged, some corrupted ugly pussa-pussa
'Cause the fuckin' all my niggas, Koopsta 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 watch us fuckin'
Put muthafuckin' slugs upside that thug, 'cause, oh my

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

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