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letra de running business - calvary kylan & iayze

[intro: calvary kylan]
uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (you already know what the f-ck goin’ on)
hold on, what the f-ck?
(there go kylan, he be wildin’, ayy)
ayy, all these b-tch ass n-ggas wan’ clique up with others, you heard me?
you know what that sh-t come with, that sh-t come with murder ’round here
ayy, uh, stand on that business when you see me (uh, yeah)
we don’t talk with all that

[chorus: calvary kylan]
my cousin a big crip, been walkin’ round sh-t just like a smurf
and we got .556, lie to the people, like “it’s nerf,” ayy
don’t speak on that business, just go put one in the dirt
my b-tch, she runnin’ business, got that strap tucked in her purse
he said he might bust
i don’t give a f-ck, thе whole city, they don’t like us
stick d-ck all in hеr kitty, know i’m with it, they won’t strike us
feel like villain, not the setup, police keep tryna indict us
this a srt, i whip that b-tch just like a monster truck
[verse 1: calvary kylan]
[world wars? real ones?] in the street, this sh-t keep getting deep
i be staying in my lane so just keep me out your beef
and i’m praying for a change, but they don’t wanna talk to me
told my brothers, “keep the law first, i’ll be six feet underneath”
uh, they don’t know me, so sh-t, stop talking like you do
i be writing all my pain and spit that sh-t all in the booth
better yet, i speak the truth, he talk too much, put him on mute
and lil’ [?] said he gang, but sh-t, i barely know you (i don’t know)
i’ma talk my sh-t regardless when i step out from the building
we got them purple flags and sh-t, we broke into the ceiling
we got glock press, we got smith’s, he gon’ run soon as i hit it
and i came in this b-tch with it, you want smoke? step off the building

[verse 2: iayze]
this a arp, it hit his head and it’s gon’ f-ck him up
we slidin’ through tryna catch something, if he outside then he f-cked up
it’s a .223 on the end of that lil’ drum and it’s gon’ slug him up
i’ma rock out the whole .30 if he tryna buck up, make him shut up
i’m on that type of timing with lil’ kylan, he be tryna slide
talking sneak that iron and push his mind and swear that he ain’t fine
smoking zaza up in houston while his main b-tch give me mind
i’m talking, catch that rapper out, take his chain off him, make it mine
he done run out of time
we out of line, my new b-tch, she a dime
i bet that sprinter take his life, i’m talking hollow bullets flying
he on that nine to five, i been getting money, n-gga, since i was nine
we hit that opp block with them .9s, with an opp thot, she fine
okay, come correct
you ain’t step on sh-t, b-tch, you been lying
i [step on all the?] saks, he don’t give a f-ck if he was slimed (okay)
i don’t give a f-ck, the whole city, they don’t like us
if we don’t get him, we might miss him, b-tch, we can’t waste no more time
the opps out, side by side
.762 bullet’s make him fly, i say that all the time
we gon’ smoke that n-gga like some ‘za
[chorus: calvary kylan]
my cousin a big crip, been walkin’ round sh-t just like a smurf (just like a smurf)
and we got .556, lie to the people, like “it’s nerf,” ayy (rah)
don’t speak on that business, just go put one in the dirt (put one in the dirt)
my b-tch, she runnin’ business, got that strap tucked in her purse (yeah)
he said he might bust
i don’t give a f-ck, the whole city, they don’t like us
stick d-ck all in her kitty, know i’m with it, they won’t strike us
feel like villain, not the setup, police keep tryna indict us
this a srt, i whip that b-tch just like a monster truck

[outro: calvary kylan]
uh-huh, these n-ggas say they gon’ walk us down, they ain’t on none of that (ayy, yeah-yeah-yeah)
(it’s on, rich gang, blitz gang)
been slime since young n-ggas (headshot gang, walk down gang)
talkin’ walkin’ ’round with bl!cks on us, sneakin’ bl!cks with us (there go kylan)
can’t say too much, woah
f-ck ’em
there that n-gga, you be wildin’
ayy, ayy, fake that, all that
ayy, don’t speak on that sh-t, keep that sh-t down, silent
they not fans, don’t believe that we really ’bout it
n-gga, yeah

- calvary kylan iayze

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