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letra de run off - diego dose

[intro: diego dose]
diego
f-ck wrong with these little n-ggas, man?
all that p-ssy -ss rap sh-t
industry sh-t, n-gga
it’s me, big diego

[verse 1: diego dose]
hop out the ghost, you might get hit with a cloud of smoke
diego just f-cked on your hoe
walking with carbon 15 stepping, don’t get too close
i hope i don’t shoot out my toe
i’m the one kidnap a roach, i’ll catch a body on oath
you disappear, n-gga, ghost
[?] you looking like forrest
i got the choppers, no harley
bad boy, mike lawrence
n-gga, ain’t no acting
i got them benjamins in the casket
you let the industry sh-t gas you
i get the money and lean back with it
and i ain’t doing nothing but laughing
i ain’t doing nothing but rapping
up me a brick bale off f-ck n-ggas
don’t play with your life, don’t play with your family
i don’t mind home invasions
i don’t wanna hurt no baby
but my young n-ggas, they ain’t got no sense
try to talk to them sometimes, they don’t listen
i’m just in here for the money
i’m just in here for the riches
i’ll slide down your chimney
like the grinch that stole christmas

[chorus: diego dose]
running off with that check
running off with that yayo
running off with your pounds
i’ma go and blow your paper
i don’t give a f-ck about y’all
i don’t give a f-ck about nothing
i don’t give a f-ck about y’all n-ggas
i don’t give a f-ck about nothing

[verse 2: bl–dy t-to]
i don’t give a d-mn, i don’t give a f-ck
i’d rob the cartel, i’d rob me a plug
a real big homie shot out the jugg
on molly, [?] my feet on your rug
then run out your sh-t, then straight hit the plug
diego be putting me on [?] list
the last one was here was so many bricks
these n-ggas be mad ’cause i’m busting their b-tch
i’m whooping your -ss like i got a switch
if you don’t like that, then i’ll put you in a ditch
i don’t f-ck with people ’cause i know that they’ll snitch
i stay with four-four’s, i’ll never go home
i’m sitting in the trap and i bust down these bricks
ten bands or better, i’m up in your sh-t
been doing this sh-t since i was a kid
i’m banging in zuzu, i don’t wear [?]
i’m jugging y’all n-ggas ’cause i want a coupe
i got fifty hummers and they all screaming “woop”
i’m sh-tting on n-ggas, all you do is just p–p
your b-tch is a thot, your b-tch is the swoop
you’re not a real blood, so i’m taking your flag
no, better yet, f-ck it, i’m rolling your -ss
i caught me a jugg, now i got them bags
i’m robbing you n-ggas, h-ll yeah, i’m gon’ brag

- diego dose

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