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letra de run a play 2 - t.r@bb

[intro: t.rabb]
run a play

[verse 1: t.rabb]
i’ll catch you slipping at the atm
while you taking twenty out yo chase account
weapon out
let a couple ring without a wedding vow
chalk him out, he sleeping on the scene like narcoleptic actors
no need to check the n-gga pulse
i seen his ghost right after
sixth sense, i been sick sense, the movie senseless
and ya main chick, it’s a wrap for her box, like merry christmas
was throwing bows on it
know that hurt your soul don’t it
put a futon fold on it
she still text me this moment
dropped under her tongue like cbd
this n-gga rabb sick call the cdc
i body beats, spitting like rondo fighting cp3
understand
cutting through these g’s like dapper dan
i’m scissors hands
my whole block gon chase you
neighbors think we playing k!llaman
for playing with my name
noose a rapper from a ceiling fan
you said you need rotations right
i heard you needed spins
you just another i sacrifice used to wash my sins
he’ll never speak again, god body
swerving in my chevy drinking carlo rossi
long shotty, hanging out the window like the joker probably
shoulda cut my music down, before i let them shots smoke
the witness said the car was playing roll if you wanna roll
i hope this jason mark get the blood off my sneaks
i’ll pull your heart out your chest while it still got a beat
and catch the red eye like cyclopes and chill on the beach
and f-ck your top five, it’s not a rapper iller than me, yeah
[verse 2: t.rabb]
they thought i was dead like dearly departed
woke up like uma and broke out a coffin
gun and a fade for n-ggas who talking
sweep on his helmet like marvin the martian
fight in the crowd they thought we was moshing
penning a maze most spitters get lost in
flesh of my flesh like x they barking
see em in person and n-ggas look nauseous

[bridge: t.rabb]
it’s a rap yeah he dust
it’s a bag on his wig like we flaming his cut
took the whole winter off, still the city on us
might even let you n-ggas score just to prove that we clutch
run a play
run a play
let’s go bar four bar, i’ll get you out the way
stay out the norf if this ain’t really where you stay
like you on face time watch what you say
run a play
run a play
run a play
run a play

[verse 3: t.rabb]
milwaukee brewers hat and i ain’t never seen em play
yeah i’m money making rabb and i got product on the way
i seen my face on the jumbotron at the knight’s game
you ain’t ever charted once i got ones to my name
yeah i tore down every venue in my city you dig
i had this sh-t on lock for you was spitting you dig
and i heard yo baby moms the man of the house ouch
i hit her with my camera out, wow

- t rbb

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