Run It
P-Jizel Dagate
GENRE
[Intro]
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
[Hook]
Tell em to run it
You knew I was gunnin'
One foot at a time they dashing and running
I'm really fosho I ain't doin' no stuntin'
Mike Tyson, 1, 2, he punchin'
[Verse]
Opps do the dash, man, I thought they was thuggin'
I wanna see drip so I up it in public
Busting the bullets, you better get lucky
Finish him off then I get right to tuckin'
His mom on the scene
She shedding them tears
Better get right up, go look in the mirror
Stop crying 'bout a man that didn't even matter
Cuz when I was drillin' he really got splattered (Aye)
Yeah, Yea, Yea, Yea, Yеa,Yea
Like I'm working at the dеli
Turn that opp boy to jelly
Everybody say Free Melly
Put a Perc up in my belly
Bite like a snake
Can't trust nobody
Got good aim
I don't need nobody
I'll spice it up
Like it's wasabi
She ask me for things, she know what to call me
[Hook]
Tell em to run it
You knew I was gunnin'
One foot at a time they dashing and running
I'm really fosho I ain't doin' no stuntin'
Mike Tyson, 1, 2, he punchin'
[Verse]
P-Jizel Dagate and I'm at it again
When I'm finished with her then I hit on her friend
Got bullets goin' at em
I send it again
I'm beatin' many, many men
If you ain't seen
Then yo' mom 'bouta die
Chopping her up and put her in a pie
2 long bullets
She say goodnight
She ain't really say that but I turned off the lights
I go door to door if I wanted smoke
Thought I was a crip
So they went around calling me a loc
Tag on his toe
When you check him, he on his last breath
He finna be like Jesus on the cross dying the last death
The drugs messing with my teeth, giving me meth breath
That junt stank so bad, junt smell like T-rex sex
Yea
[Hook]
Tell em to run it
You knew I was gunnin'
One foot at a time they dashing and running
I'm really fosho I ain't doin' no stuntin'
Mike Tyson, 1, 2, he punchin'
[Outro]
Yea (Aye, Aye)
Yea (Aye, Aye)
Yea (Aye, Aye)
Eeek, Eeek
Eeek (Aye, Aye)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
[Hook]
Tell em to run it
You knew I was gunnin'
One foot at a time they dashing and running
I'm really fosho I ain't doin' no stuntin'
Mike Tyson, 1, 2, he punchin'
[Verse]
Opps do the dash, man, I thought they was thuggin'
I wanna see drip so I up it in public
Busting the bullets, you better get lucky
Finish him off then I get right to tuckin'
His mom on the scene
She shedding them tears
Better get right up, go look in the mirror
Stop crying 'bout a man that didn't even matter
Cuz when I was drillin' he really got splattered (Aye)
Yeah, Yea, Yea, Yea, Yеa,Yea
Like I'm working at the dеli
Turn that opp boy to jelly
Everybody say Free Melly
Put a Perc up in my belly
Bite like a snake
Can't trust nobody
Got good aim
I don't need nobody
I'll spice it up
Like it's wasabi
She ask me for things, she know what to call me
[Hook]
Tell em to run it
You knew I was gunnin'
One foot at a time they dashing and running
I'm really fosho I ain't doin' no stuntin'
Mike Tyson, 1, 2, he punchin'
[Verse]
P-Jizel Dagate and I'm at it again
When I'm finished with her then I hit on her friend
Got bullets goin' at em
I send it again
I'm beatin' many, many men
If you ain't seen
Then yo' mom 'bouta die
Chopping her up and put her in a pie
2 long bullets
She say goodnight
She ain't really say that but I turned off the lights
I go door to door if I wanted smoke
Thought I was a crip
So they went around calling me a loc
Tag on his toe
When you check him, he on his last breath
He finna be like Jesus on the cross dying the last death
The drugs messing with my teeth, giving me meth breath
That junt stank so bad, junt smell like T-rex sex
Yea
[Hook]
Tell em to run it
You knew I was gunnin'
One foot at a time they dashing and running
I'm really fosho I ain't doin' no stuntin'
Mike Tyson, 1, 2, he punchin'
[Outro]
Yea (Aye, Aye)
Yea (Aye, Aye)
Yea (Aye, Aye)
Eeek, Eeek
Eeek (Aye, Aye)
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