letra de on da run - kae.kapone
bee
beee beee
(pablo you went crazy with this one)
i can’t f-ck with these n-ggas, yeah you n-ggas are some bums
i can’t f-ck with these n-ggas, yeah you n-ggas are some bums
i can’t f-ck with these n-ggas, yeah you n-ggas are some bums
i can’t f-ck with these n-ggas, yeah you n-ggas are some bums
aye yeah
everywhere i go you know that i’m well known in my city
never catch me lacking b-tch, you know i gotta keep it with me
last n-gga lost his life, told his mama come and get em
gotta bad b-tch, anything she want she can get it
i can’t f-ck with these n-ggas, yeah you n-ggas arе sum bums
i been riding in the city clutching on this semi drum
n-gga talking recklеss sh-t, til them bullets hit his lungs
if the n-gga test his luck, tell him come and bump up
we ain’t with the chitchat sh-t
put you in the dirt lil b-tch
i just got a brand new glock
came with a lil switch
all my n-ggas with the sh-t
pull up with the matching sticks
i remember selling bricks
had to flip the bands real quick
i can’t f-ck with these n-ggas, yeah you n-ggas are some bums
i can’t f-ck with these n-ggas, yeah you n-ggas are some bums
i can’t f-ck with these n-ggas, yeah you n-ggas are some bums
i can’t f-ck with these n-ggas, yeah you n-ggas are some bums
they say wulff, he that n-gga
i’m the reaper in this b-tch
clutch that bl!ck, spin the block and ima f-ck his baby moms
f-ck the opps, i be smoking dead homies till they drop
making bops, have your b-tch suck my d-ck
her head gone bop
f-ck up the game up, i’m the one who has to make my come up hot
yeah you thought i was done, got a goat up in this b-tch
clutch the bl!ck, he a b-tch i know his mama hate that sh-t
i can’t f-ck with these n-ggas
yeah this ain’t part of this
hit my n-gga freddy up and told him we gone hit this l!ck
he said he don’t f-ck with me, but bumping all my sh-t
told my white b-tch to come over, she gone eat up on the d-ck
i can’t f-ck with these n-ggas yeah this ain’t part of this
i can’t f-ck with these n-ggas, yeah you n-ggas are some bums
i can’t f-ck with these n-ggas, yeah you n-ggas are some bums
i can’t f-ck with these n-ggas, yeah you n-ggas are some bums
i can’t f-ck with these n-ggas, yeah you n-ggas are some bums
lil n-gga been rapping his ass off
everyday i been trapping, get these bags off
had no food to eat, i ain’t have much
tryna save every penny, let it add up
got caught with that bag, had to reup
been running these plays like i play sports
running city to city, i can’t trap much
n-ggas beefing with me but i’m untouched
yeah you n-ggas some b-tches
came a long way i was down in them trenches
changed my appearance, now they swear that i’m winning
tryna get me a bag, and i’m standing on business
upgrade from a bag, now i’m running up digits
steady stacking this sh-t, they had though i was finished
tryna move different, i swear ian gon miss it
they watching my moves tryna see how i did it
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