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These bitches runnin'(Runnin'), shit but y'all mouth
'Cause the first step, the first hater get tossed out

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

These bitches runnin'(Runnin'), shit but y'all mouth
'Cause the first hater step, the hater get tossed out

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

These niggas got plenty ammo, but they ain't got plenty
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 straight war for war, we can do stickin' and movin'
We can meet in the middle of these or in the middle of this rain
I can pop chest, blast the Glock, or pop your jaw diamond ring
don't hate me hate the bank, or snatch the G's that I take
Or my shiny wristband, and big ass rims I rotate
See people when I'm comin', got some of 'em sick at the stomach
They wonder what I brought in, wonder what I got comin'
Niggas I'm comin' like this, off in mouth like a bitch
Test me you think I'm in, I'm bringing water, I'll start it

What's this, that player that you love to hate, always see come out the bank
Always have to mention my name, when you on that drank
Catch you with this boy you can't, 'cause you I'm holdin' rank
When you see the platinum with the ice it make you faint
Through the streets now 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 to make you feel
If you to punk me out, pop these niggas in they grill

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'), shit but mouth
'Cause the first hater step, the first get tossed out

I can't take any more, I'm 'bout to
I'm 'bout to overload, I'm to kill boy
All I to know is where the G's at, where the Ki's at
Keep it easy, you don't to get speedy
All on motherfuckin' room, nigga boom
Get on your back so we can get up
Stab you in your heart with a
boom, nigga boom

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

These bitches runnin'(Runnin'), shit but y'all mouth
'Cause the first hater step, the first get tossed out

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

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

Here we go, all you weak ass
In my face you my friend
Triple Six dropped in again, to make ends
Dope game , my game, hoes lame, a shame
How Gangsta Boo is runnin' the click up on you bitches man
Fat cat, what I be, how you love that
Fuck a platinum plaque, gimme money, 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

Parents please, watch out for your
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 tryin' to ya somethin'
Peter-Peter, pussy eater, one of them fucked by Knicca
Lord, I done some sins, 'cause she married, but I don't know nigga
Figured he is a killa, so he figures watch us fuckin'
Put them slugs upside that thug, 'cause, oh my

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

These bitches runnin'(Runnin'), shit but y'all mouth