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letra de we never ran - rylo rodriguez

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[intro]
al geno on the track

[chorus]
four ounces of medicine, don’t tell me who i’m better than
the p-ssy n-gga up in my city prolly own a f&n
be cool, stop talking like you the biggest trapper when you just won a settlement
in traffic, we ride ’round with them glizzys in our laps but we ain’t never ran
she go out, we stole my momma gun
she had caught us, it was my potna fault
his dad a jackboy, made greg come drop me off, i’m spend the night at a robber house
it’s bloodshed like we don’t f-ck with the manager, that mean it ain’t no calling off
i’m from where you don’t show it, they say you don’t got it, streets can’t wait to say you falling off
[verse]
see n-ggas turnt [?] off they social media, he ain’t been inside the trap
know a real hustler like free band, he was tryna download a app
it’s like 200 ball, go step some more
know my kidney praying i don’t pour no more
she broke, couldn’t smell the odor
went shopping, i’ma put her bags on top my motor
i can’t pay for p-ssy, i’m too player
on the other note, i got you
treat her like a prostitute, she asked for some bread when i pulled this d-ck up out her
can’t stand her now, she say she steady mad, go to school with a [?]
my homie died, you don’t go over 50 rounds, i’m tryna be a boxer
fentanyl, roxy, k!lled a n-gga that i know and his brother still popping
i know n-ggas who friends got no money, somebody pray for ’em
got bros serving life who i go borrow 50k from

[chorus]
four ounces of medicine, don’t tell me who i’m better than
the p-ssy n-gga in my city prolly own a f&n
be cool, stop talking like you the biggest trapper when you just wanna settlement
in traffic, we ride ’round with them glizzys in our laps but we ain’t never ran
she go out, we stole my momma gun
she had caught us, it was my potna fault
his dad a jackboy, made greg come drop me off, i’m spend the night at a robber house
it’s bloodshed like we don’t f-ck with the manager, that mean it ain’t no calling off
i’m from where you don’t show it, they say you don’t got it, streets can’t wait to say you falling off
[outro]
al geno on the track

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