letra de runnin’ down 2nd - rory (rab) holmes
(verse 1)
cause every time i stack
i got these police on my back
they don’t like the way act
ya i guess i make mad
when i’m filling up this bag
an i got em running laps
when i’m cashing in the racks
they wanna know where i’m at
when i’m hanging up the plagues
an i’m topping off my stash
hiding jewels an dippin fast
when they looking for my ass
pushing the pedal to the max
like miyagi with the wax
like johnny with the axe
or james bond with the mac
they disagree with how i rap
so stay rolling with the strap
i got 9 lives
landing on my feet like a cat
thеy say my style wack but
i put em in cardiac
they wanna know whеre i put my cash
but i don’t give a fack
sh-t, f-ck
you know what i meant
making money is my intent
my wallet remains fat as sh-t
haters showing counterfeits
i stay witty with the bit
i’m not flashing like a b-tch
stay organic with my biz
(hook)
cops on yah ass running down second
block stay hot when i’m creeping with a weapon
light a b-tch up maybe seven or eleven
put the lead in his head now he dead an in heaven
cops on yah ass running down second
block stay hot when i’m creeping with a weapon
light a b-tch up maybe seven or eleven
put the lead in his head yah we sent his ass to heaven
(verse 2)
smoking headies don’t give a sh-t
stay organic with my piff
high grade got me lit
investing in this sh-t
while they build a money pit
my flow they study it
battle of the bloodiest
the muddiest
b-tch i’m the luckiest
the ugliest
intelligent like phineas
b-tch i’m resilient
they want me so bad it’s ridiculous
but they oblivious
it’s obvious
i’m jumping at the bit
shoot my shot
hit or miss
i’m perusing quid an bliss
b-tch i’m coming for benjamins
before slit my wrists
hit them with my f-ckin fist
my switch about to flip
story ending in a twist
making cheddar i insist
who am i too f-ckin kid
sh-t i’m hearing now is all f-cking mid
b-tch find me at the mint
pressing dough i can’t resist
i’m running for that print
when i’m driving got that tint
ya i got the blueprint
but they want my thumbprint
tell em all too suck my d-ck
(hook)
cops on yah ass running down second
block stay hot when i’m creeping with a weapon
light a b-tch up maybe seven or eleven
put the lead in his head an now dead he dead heaven
cops on yah ass running down second
block stay hot when i’m creeping with a weapon
light a b-tch up maybe seven or eleven
put the lead in his head yah we sent his ass to heaven
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