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blac youngsta – run down (prod. cmo, hitman pg, and pack heavy) lyrics

[intro]
her gang ain’t never been f+cked with really
man, you asking me? i been tryna teach you b+tches the game
you know these b+tches ain’t f+cking with me (b+tch)
he never been f+cked with (wh0re)

[chorus: blac youngsta]
i’m on that frontline, you get gunned down and i’m duckin’ the feds, yeah
i got the run down, you get run down, money on yo’ head, yeah
i got the shovel, i got the dirt, layin’ on my bed, yeah
she gotta shake, she gotta twerk, if i throw some bread, yeah
i got my mud brothers with me, they might buss yo’ head, yeah
you know i ain’t f+ckin’ with her, if she don’t give head, yeah
we got my dawg in the feds, with the feds
i got a glock with the beam buck red (f+ck n+gga)
that n+gga b+tch be speakin’ bad on my night
wish i been on the scene when he said it (gang+gang)
[verse 1: blac youngsta]
wish i done knew better, i got my tool out, i been in shootouts (shootout)
you know i’m gon’ cross you for the gang, i’m luda (luda)
you gotta cool out, you gotta chill before i make you move out (move out)
i might pull up, blow your brains on a scooter
b+tch, bring my food out
b+tch, bring my food out
b+tch, i’m the teacher so i sh+t on my students
b+tch, i’m the shooter
b+tch, i’ma do her
b+tch i’ma stick my lil’ d+ck in her cooler

[verse 2: blac youngsta]
you know i’m a four+car driver
you know i’ma stick it inside her (boss b+tch)
she’ll jump hard on a coward
she’ll make him pay by the hour
told the promoter i want some clips and some bullets on my rival
i got the stars in the wraith, drippin’ out of sp+ce (drip)
on my sliders (gucci)
b+tch, i’m a young rich n+gga, you know that
you tryna argue, that’s where the door at
she grab my b+lls, i give her ball racks
you tryna shop? i’m where the store at
you play with cho, you play with snupe
you gon’ get shot right on your forehead
i’m on f+ck it, buy it sh+t
just in case you didn’t know (gang+gang)
[chorus: blac youngsta]
i’m on that frontline, you get gunned down and i’m duckin’ the feds, yeah
i got the run down, you get run down, money on yo’ head, yeah
i got the shovel, i got the dirt, layin’ on my bed, yeah
she gotta shake, she gotta twerk, if i throw some bread, yeah
i got my mud brothers with me, they might buss yo’ head, yeah
you know i ain’t f+ckin’ with her, if she don’t give head, yeah
we got my dawg in the feds, with the feds
i got a glock with the beam buck red (f+ck n+gga)
that n+gga b+tch be speakin’ bad on my night
wish i been on the scene when he said it (gang+gang)

[outro: blac youngsta]
b+tch, i been out the porch n+gga
know what i’m saying?
this sh+t’ll never change n+gga, it gon’ never stop n+gga
man, k!ll this sh+t, i don’t give a f+ck n+gga
f+ck everybody too
they know how i’m feeling so f+ck you, b+tch
f+ck your pappy, f+ck your momma, f+ck your auntie
f+ck your daddy
f+ck your sister
f+ck your bro and his bro, tell ’em n+ggas know we going to war
know i’m saying?
ayy, check me out
gangsta n+gga, ever done this sh+t?
gangsta n+gga in my city, know i’m saying?
a’ight, i put that on my momma, know i’m saying ho
gang, wh0re

- blac youngsta lyrics

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