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Runnin' runnin' runnin runnin
Burial burial burial
Boy around and meet the funeral

Bad man don't foon, strap wit da goon
Boy fuck aroun gon clat yo doom
when we step, you a be pep
Put one ina yo heart and then ina yo

Bad man make foon, strap wit da goon
Boy fuck aroun gon shot clat yo
Clocks we step, you a be pep
Put one ina yo heart and ina yo chest

Kevlar large, ina boy
Go there boss, go and now yo blood clat
You all the white, blood a run red
Yellow teeth, white chop, just dead
Me gun flex, unex, bullet in a
Broad day, big a night, we no take
We put boy to rest, we nah made
New York, I'm the risk

Bad man make foon, strap wit da goon
Boy fuck aroun gon shot yo doom
when we step, you a be pep
Put one ina yo heart and then ina yo

Bad man don't make foon, strap wit da
Boy fuck gon shot clat yo doom
Clocks we step, you a be pep
Put one ina yo heart and ina yo chest

I Folarin!
Yo lady know the tho
I'm in the lay do, felatio be out the stone
pesos, find me the boldest chick to say no
I can re-arrange her font my document space is way low
Shotta, a G like me be in no cheap Versace
Look at the watches, presidential, call it
Big timer, just being honest I be in
I'm a town where youngins slang ass, speak ebonics
DC got no games, they just beat the block up
And rally at the bank 'cause they need deposits, uh
Phones baby, will let no role me
Call your lady, if be Scorsese
I cut action, you rappers
Say you cut from a different cloth, that's a nut rag, a bomb's anchor
Shift, chief please weed, I em blowed
Every LP got a LB for flow

You can find me in the club, bottle of bub'
Outside I gotta tec, inside I gotta
I correct, act wrong and get a slug
I see that you into money, well baby then show me
You can find me in the club, bottle full of
I gotta tec, inside I gotta snug
I wrote correct, act and get a slug
I see that you and the money, well then show me love
You can find me in the

all rocky, you know how I be
Told you is in the hood I'm "Papi"
I got all type of fish, "ahi"
I got all type of bitches but I'm ain't cocky,
see me on the couch, see me out,
see me on TV when you're sitting in your house
I'm on BET, MTV
man I'm the hottest smokin' outta NYC
Self-made and self-paid, niggas can't me
I hand out, your hands out save me a peach
Man fuck you spit Crystal in face,
you can hate me now and tell how tastes
Not bad don't it, mad it,
nigga please I the bar you at the bar
You should leave go DJ, that new Troy Ave shit
Two steppin' with my weapon B-S be that

You can find me in the club, bottle of bub'
Outside I tec, inside I gotta snug
I correct, act wrong and get a slug
I see that you into money, well baby show me love
You can me in the club, bottle full of bub'
I gotta tec, inside I gotta snug
I wrote correct, act wrong and get a
I see you and the money, well baby then show me love
You can find me in the