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letra de run wit it - lbs kee'vin

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[intro]
(neilaworld)

[chorus]
all these n-ggas in my business, all these b-tches on my d-ck (yeah)
mix that gucci and dior, i spent your mortgage on this fit (yeah)
you would think i’m from new york how i was sellin’ dimes and nicks (yeah)
i’m the same n-gga, don’t matter if i’m broke or if i’m rich (yeah)
and this the story of a n-gga who would stand down
no security with me, i know my way around
i got a b-tch that’ll get any n-gga whereabouts
i drop that bag and i can make a n-gga air it out

[verse 1]
i ain’t clearin’ sh-t, if you heard a rumor, then run with it
i don’t want your love, i just wanna f-ck and i’m done with it
i can’t do the show, the promoter won’t let my gun in it
if you lookin’ for love in the streets, it ain’t none in it
i ain’t showin’ favoritism, love my b-tches all the same
like money making mitch, i love the hustle, love the game
i’ll overk!ll a n-gga if he reachin’ for this chain
speak on all the times i fed you if you speakin’ on my name
and that’s facts, n-gga
i can’t be around you if you clubbin’ with a rat, n-gga
conversin’ with the bosses at the table when i sat with ’em
i never lose my focus, stay on track and overlap n-ggas
you gotta have a solid resume to give me dap, n-gga
[chorus]
all these n-ggas in my business, all these b-tches on my d-ck (yeah)
mix that gucci and dior, i spent your mortgage on this fit (yeah)
you would think i’m from new york how i was sellin’ dimes and nicks (yeah)
i’m the same n-gga, don’t matter if i’m broke or if i’m rich (yeah)
and this the story of a n-gga who would stand down
no security with me, i know my way around
i got a b-tch that’ll get any n-gga whereabouts
i drop that bag and i can make a n-gga air it out

[verse 2]
can’t look at him the same, my n-gga iverson, he crossed me
i’ll rock your ass to sleep, i strapped the pistol to the c-rs-at
you deep up in that street life, one mistake’ll be costly
k!llers catchin’ bodies, i’ll never let ’em moss me
i never been the cheap type, all my fabric expensive
johnny for the win, i spent a dub to see the dentist
i’m ballin’ and they broke, walk in the room and feel the tension
i used to be like them, but i just got up off the benches

[chorus]
all these n-ggas in my business, all these b-tches on my d-ck (yeah)
mix that gucci and dior, i spent your mortgage on this fit (yeah)
you would think i’m from new york how i was sellin’ dimes and nicks (yeah)
i’m the same n-gga, don’t matter if i’m broke or if i’m rich (yeah)
and this the story of a n-gga who would stand down
no security with me, i know my way around
i got a b-tch that’ll get any n-gga whereabouts
i drop that bag and i can make a n-gga air it out
[outro]
i ain’t clearin’ sh-t, if you heard a rumor, then run with it

- lbs keevin

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