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letra de run down - blac youngsta

[intro: girl & (blac youngsta)]
tas gang-gang has never been f-cked with really
man, you asking me? i been tryna teach you b-tches the game
you know these b-tches ain’t f-cking with me (b-tch)
he never been f-cked with (wh0r-)

[chorus]
i’m on that frontline, you get gunned down and i’m duckin’ the feds, yeah
i got the run down, you get run down, money on yo’ head, yeah
i got the shovel, i got the dirt, layin’ on my bed, yeah
she gotta shake, she gotta twerk, if i throw some bread, yeah
i got my mud brothers with me, they might buss yo’ head, yeah
you know i ain’t f-ckin’ with her, if she don’t give head, yeah
we got my dawg in the feds, with the feds
i got a glock with the beam buck red (f-ck n-gga)
that n-gga b-tch be speakin’ bad on my night
wish i been on the scene when he said it (gang-gang)

[verse 1]
wish i done knew better, i got my tool out, i been in shootouts (shootout)
you know i’m gon’ cross you for the gang, i’m luda (luda)
you gotta cool out, you gotta chill before i make you move out (move out)
i might pull up, blow your brains on a scooter
b-tch, bring my food out
b-tch, bring my food out
b-tch, i’m the teacher so i sh-t on my students
b-tch, i’m the shooter
b-tch, i’ma do her
b-tch i’ma stick my lil’ d-ck in her cooler

[verse 2]
you know i’m a four-car driver
you know i’ma stick it inside her (boss b-tch)
she’ll jump hard on a coward
she’ll make him pay by the hour
told the promoter i want some clips and some bullets on my rival
i got the stars in the wraith, drippin’ out of sp-ce (drip)
on my sliders (gucci)
b-tch, i’m a young rich n-gga, you know that
you tryna argue, that’s where the door at
she grab my b-lls, i give her ball racks
you tryna shop? i’m where the store at
you play with cho, you play with snupe
you gon’ get shot right on your forehead
i’m on f-ck it, buy it sh-t
just in case you didn’t know (gang-gang)

[outro]
b-tch, i been out the porsche n-gga. know what i’m saying? this sh-t’ll never change n-gga, it gon’ never stop n-gga. man, k!ll this sh-t, i don’t give a f-ck n-gga. f-ck everybody too. they know how i’m feeling so f-ck you, b-tch. f-ck your pappy, f-ck your momma, f-ck your auntie, f-ck your daddy, f-ck your sister. f-ck your bro and his bro, tell ’em n-ggas know we going to war. know i’m saying? ayy, check me out. gangsta n-gga, ever done this sh-t? gangsta n-gga in my city, know i’m saying? a’ight, i put that on my momma, know i’m saying ho. gang, wh0r-

- blac youngsta

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