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Paroles de la chanson Who Run It (From Prison) (G Herbo Remix) par 600Breezy
These niggas ain't runnin', shit but y'all mouth
Fresh out the weight yard, ready to knock your ass out
Breezo when you comin' home? bitch I'm on my way out
Clips ain't got no curfew, they just fuckin' hang out, look
Take some shit to know who run it, I just drop 'em crazy
Smack the clip, and like my bitch's weave, these Glocks came with extensions
Forty thou in every pocket like I got a pension
Money long, these hundreds blue just like the hair on Marge Simpson
Chicago Bull, won't catch me slippin', I be on my pimpin'
Fresh out the weight yard, ready to knock your ass out
Breezo when you comin' home? bitch I'm on my way out
Clips ain't got no curfew, they just fuckin' hang out, look
Take some shit to know who run it, I just drop 'em crazy
Smack the clip, and like my bitch's weave, these Glocks came with extensions
Forty thou in every pocket like I got a pension
Money long, these hundreds blue just like the hair on Marge Simpson
Chicago Bull, won't catch me slippin', I be on my pimpin'
Black man in a pink with Timberwolves like I was Taj Gibson
Rosé sippin', Cartier frames on my vision
Chasin' women, I be touchin' hoes like I was Russel Simmons
Two K for these bridges, Mister T like Robin Givens
Breezo flow, this shit's a given, niggas like to bite my lyrics
Percocets, it got me itchin', pistol it need 'stensions
- ahh, plug me in, plug me in, plug me, aight bet
Two K for these bridges, Mister T like Robin Givens
Breezo flow, this shit's a given, niggas like to bite my lyrics
Percocets, it got me itchin', pistol it need 'stensions
Rosé sippin', Cartier frames on my vision
Chasin' women, I be touchin' hoes like I was Russel Simmons
Two K for these bridges, Mister T like Robin Givens
Breezo flow, this shit's a given, niggas like to bite my lyrics
Percocets, it got me itchin', pistol it need 'stensions
- ahh, plug me in, plug me in, plug me, aight bet
Two K for these bridges, Mister T like Robin Givens
Breezo flow, this shit's a given, niggas like to bite my lyrics
Percocets, it got me itchin', pistol it need 'stensions
You smoke midget, I'll be out this summer, I forgot to mention
Shout out to Mo 'nem from the town, my niggas be on molly
Sixty up to fifty ninth we bangin, rep the worst baldy
If you wasn't 'round when I was down you better not fuckin' call me
Stay from 'round me, forty on me, kickin' just like Ronda Rousey
Off these meds I'm drowsy, foreign whips, I'm fuckin' clowning
Pass the rock to AK, he shoot AK's like he Bob Cousy
I'm ballin' like Anthony-Towns, I'm on the real
I keep three bitches with me like [?]
Swim with sharks, you bound to drown
How they hit, you see that crown
Shout out to Mo 'nem from the town, my niggas be on molly
Sixty up to fifty ninth we bangin, rep the worst baldy
If you wasn't 'round when I was down you better not fuckin' call me
Stay from 'round me, forty on me, kickin' just like Ronda Rousey
Off these meds I'm drowsy, foreign whips, I'm fuckin' clowning
Pass the rock to AK, he shoot AK's like he Bob Cousy
I'm ballin' like Anthony-Towns, I'm on the real
I keep three bitches with me like [?]
Swim with sharks, you bound to drown
How they hit, you see that crown
Funny niggas listen 'round
If he turn up we blow him down
AR shield will spin you 'round
Chopper clip look like a frown
Bitch we livin' young and wild
I'm actin' up when I touch down
Fuckin' hoes on tour, hammer on me like I'm Thor
Keep my fuckin' blower, six-oh shit, these niggas knownin'
I'll be home soon, that's a promise, niggas gon' be sick and vomit
Four-five in my pocket, that old nigga sing like Carl Thomas, uh
Chopper four-six, AK came with four sticks, uh
These is bars behind bars, you better know it bitch, uh
Rollies don't tick, niggas they be holdin' dick, uh
If he turn up we blow him down
AR shield will spin you 'round
Chopper clip look like a frown
Bitch we livin' young and wild
I'm actin' up when I touch down
Fuckin' hoes on tour, hammer on me like I'm Thor
Keep my fuckin' blower, six-oh shit, these niggas knownin'
I'll be home soon, that's a promise, niggas gon' be sick and vomit
Four-five in my pocket, that old nigga sing like Carl Thomas, uh
Chopper four-six, AK came with four sticks, uh
These is bars behind bars, you better know it bitch, uh
Rollies don't tick, niggas they be holdin' dick, uh
Nigga, who run it? I got it for six hundred
You talkin', you bluffin', they know how we comin'
Six hundred, we gunnin'
These niggas ain't runnin', shit but y'all mouth
Fresh out the weight yard, ready to knock your ass out
Breezo when you comin' home? bitch I'm on my way out
Clips ain't got no curfew, they just fuckin' hang out, look
Who run it? (600 Cartel)
Who run it? (600 Cartel)
Who run it? (600 Cartel)
Who run it? (600 Cartel)
You talkin', you bluffin', they know how we comin'
Six hundred, we gunnin'
These niggas ain't runnin', shit but y'all mouth
Fresh out the weight yard, ready to knock your ass out
Breezo when you comin' home? bitch I'm on my way out
Clips ain't got no curfew, they just fuckin' hang out, look
Who run it? (600 Cartel)
Who run it? (600 Cartel)
Who run it? (600 Cartel)
Who run it? (600 Cartel)
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