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

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

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

These niggas got plenty ammo, but they ain't got plenty
I'm bustin' out of these cars, got the on the run
I'm hearin' plenty of words, but ain't no to boot
We can do straight 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 jaw diamond ring
Bitch don't me hate the bank, or snatch the G's that I take
Or my shiny wristband, and big ass rims I rotate
See people flip when I'm comin', got of 'em sick at the stomach
They wonder what I in, they wonder what I got comin'
Niggas I'm like this, off in your mouth like a bitch
Test me when you think I'm in, I'm bringing water, start it

this, it's 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 I'm holdin' rank
When you see the platinum Rolex with the ice it make you
Through the streets now have you heard, out the Mafia birds
Runnin' the nazi cops, tossin' out the bags of herb
Ain't afraid to pop the steel, tips to make you feel
If you want to punk me out, pop these niggas in grill

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

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

Scarecrow's on it, I'm still hungry, stoppin' for a supper
Wipe it easy, some black founded, crooked ass set'll be eating
'Cause if they skit-skat, gun 'em all down, even ghost
Splish-Splash, brains on the ground, with a round
bat, bash him in his back, beatin' bitches down
Battle like blaze from the cross, that he found
Catch a close encounter from the anarchism of A-bombs
Chemical reaction 'cause the venom in to his arm

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

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

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

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

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

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