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

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 get tossed out

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

These niggas got plenty ammo, but they got plenty guns
I'm bustin' out of cars, got the hoes on the run
I'm hearin' of words, but ain't no actions to boot
We can do some straight war for war, we can do stickin' and movin'
We can meet in the middle of these streets or in the of this rain
I can pop your chest, the Glock, or pop your jaw diamond ring
Bitch don't hate me hate the bank, or snatch the G's I take
Or hate my wristband, and big ass rims I rotate
See people flip I'm comin', got some of 'em sick at the stomach
They wonder I brought in, they wonder what I got comin'
Niggas I'm like this, off in your 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 boy you can't, 'cause you know I'm holdin' rank
When you see the platinum Rolex with the ice it you faint
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, hollow 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 get tossed out

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

I take any more, I'm 'bout to explode
I'm 'bout to overload, I'm 'bout to boy
All I want to know is where the G's at, the Ki's at
Keep it easy, you don't to get speedy
All on motherfuckin' room, nigga boom
Get on back so we can get up soon
Stab you in your 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 cannon
bat, bash him in his back, beatin' bitches down
Battle like from the cross, that he never found
Catch a close encounter the anarchism of these A-bombs
Chemical reaction 'cause the shot 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 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 one of ya'll steppin' is the first one I'mma toss out

Here we go, all you weak ass
In my like you my friend
Six dropped in again, time to make ends
Dope game , my game, hoes lame, it's a
How Gangsta Boo is runnin' the click up on you bitches man
Fat cat, what I be, how you love that
Fuck a 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 lock 'em in the
Some of them talkin' so rugged, some corrupted pussa-pussa
the fuckin' 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 watch us
Put them slugs upside that thug, 'cause, oh my

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

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