Run This Way
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Lyrics
Aye re-arrange that face 'for you look at me Yeah talkin' to you aye (huh) Who you lookin' at With that crazy eye Maybee I'll get nuts If you make me I Put you right inside the Ford Put the metal to the floor Put your head outside the door Doin' eighty five For the funk I will make the drive Punk you don't wanna wake The demon that I slay inside I'm a take em for surprise 'For I kill em tho I'm a make a video Hit Facebook then take your life So the world get to see your demise I told you don't challenge me guy Cuz now i'm alive just gatherin' ends You dead just gatherin' flies Yeah I put that on the brain People woofin' on the internet Never couldn't get the same I tell em all Run This Way 100 will run that fade If you talk the walk But never walk the talk And end up doin' more Bitchin' than bitches do Aye aye aye Runt This Way One funk thing Come this way Yeah I lost my cool I'm finna pop a knot They poon and ill run up on em That'll give you proof I tell em all Run This Way One funk thing come this way Uh yeah Everybody always tryna look at me like They got a motherfuckin' problem So i pop it off raw then their jaw hit the floor Like a mothafucka just tried rob em I smoke wack emcees by the swisher pack So when y'all rappin' like that I'm liable to turn that ass into ash And leaven ya gaspin' for air like asthma attack I ain't down with that pussy shit I fuck wit around wit them hounds And the brainsick I been made sick since my first breathe Resurectin' my pets on the front steps Mamma told me phonies Will shit their chonies When their in the presence Of a real ass homie So I been down since day one Fuck around catch a fade son If you talk the walk But never walk the talk And end up doin' more Bitchin' than bitches do Aye aye aye Runt This Way One funk thing Come this way Yeah I lost my cool I'm finna pop a knot They poon and ill run up on em That'll give you proof I tell em all Run This Way One funk thing come this way Gangster rap made me do it I'm a product of narcotics and amazing music It made me ruthless It made me sick It made me grow up And do some gangster shit Fuck em when they woof That's some bullshit dawg Little drama queens Tryna pop it off They ain't rocked the soft Or got a block that hot But they on the internet Tryna flex a Glock Silly shit get you killed really quick You better watch what you say before you sink the ship I'm that ass that'll stab your raft Exposin' the fakes and the snakes in the grass Ill gas that ass and then light the match I recite murder music that I write on hash Most the shit I been hearin' is trash That's why i'm 26 and still tryna rap (Aye) If you talk the walk But never walk the talk And end up doin' more Bitchin' than bitches do Aye aye aye Runt This Way One funk thing Come this way Yeah I lost my cool I'm finna pop a knot They poon and ill run up on em That'll give you proof I tell em all Run This Way One funk thing come this way
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Song Details
- Duration
- 02:37
- Tempo
- 128 BPM