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free mind - rundown 4 lyrics lyrics

[verse]
n+ggas ain’t out we been tryna up score
how you stick em up k, but ain’t spin for ya bro?
mr.hopoutthecut and hit sh+t in the fro
b+tch i’m get active k, better act like y’know
when i spin through that b+tch, better run u can’t hide
and i’m rundown 4 hit his b+tch ass with 5
you n+ggas broke as a b+tch come and get you a job
i love trappin this b+tch slap the switch on the .9
he want 2 for 15, its 2 for 25
n+gga send me a lo, drop a diss i’ma slide
lotta static why n+ggas ain’t coming outside?
dissin pc gang be the reason they died
aye headtap gang i’ll spin with diablo
do a drill and forget i’ll spin in a tahoe
put hole in his head the same size as a pothole
put that switch on his ass turn his ass to some pot roast
run a n+gga down, i’m shoot til he fall
i ain’t lacking lil bro snuck the drac’ at the mall
its 4 bl!cks in that b+tch then we taking em all
she got panties i come then she taking em off
you can’t come around me cause i’m slimy as f+ck
b+tch i’m rundown 4 mr.hopoutthecut
n+gga dissin on jizzle, i bet he got touched
you gon’ take what? slime who?
n+gga what?
[verse 2]
on the block all day like a center
i f+ck her a good one time and dismiss her
i was just locked down last december
spent that sh+t on a runt boy i know you remember
make a n+gga use his feet think we using are hands
put a d+ck on the glock this b+tch must be a tran
talking bout stick him up k, what the f+ck is you saying
want a glock or a bow for a feat? that’s 10

[verse 3]
they cliqin up like the power rangers
we’ll spin a n+gga block like right now or later
told the plug i’ma be on the way in 10 minutes, but i slimed his
b+tch ass a hour later
severe em mid but i say it was za
glock with a scope i can shoot from a far
stick em up gang, b+tch they know who we are
smokin duck in wood, mateevo in a gar

[verse 3]
i put that b+tch to his head like parade rest
oh they back on that block?, n+gga sayless
and lil tenji can get you a bow n+gga f+ck yo plug come shop, you gon’ pay less
sippin drank this sh+t raw pour the 4 in a smootie
mr.hopoutthecut with that b+tch and get to it
so many clips in this b+tch like we directing movies
if she ain’t sucking d+ck told the b+tch “i’m coolin”
[verse 4]
yeah, on bro
im so cool on a hoe
big k, foot race tryna pull out ya soul
n+gga don’t gotta ask know i’m good on the go
and these hoes lame as f+ck steady doin the most
might pass her the gang when i’m through with that hoe
double clip like i’m strapped up with two in this hoe
i see a opp time to blitz
don’t need no driver might pull up with 6
you really ain’t spinnin if n0body got hit
get caught with opps and leave shots in his fit (uh, uh, uh, uh)
don’t got no gloves i might spin with some mits
bad b+tch but she toxic, she making me sick
tough on the net, boy you a b+tch
3 deep tryna spank his ass with that stick (blrddd, blrddd)
big ass chops but i still tote hollows
i’ll make a cap rap n+gga do a high note
and you hatin on me, f+ck n+gga gon’ die bro
real trap n+gga wan’ be like el chapo
spin through this b+tch bet i shoot up yo car door
white b+tch she’ll slime you like demi lovato
4 get to dumping, i’m dumping all i know
i get to poppin my sh+t like some bottles
stop thinkin with ya d+ck thought you had you a model?
hop out with that+, shoot that b+tch like a auto
stay strapped with that bl!ck but i do like to punch
lil b+tch say she hungry, she eat me like lunch
im rushing, so f+ck it, might hit from the front
ion care if he clutchin i bet he gon run (run)
gang let off shots on yo sh+t like a bomb
you gon’ pull up ta+, n+gga know you ain’t dumb
i’m in that mode right now just chill
ride with 2 or 3 poles right now sh+t real
got the number 1 rank n+gga been in the field
they not gettin in the way of me chasing this mil
[verse 5]
these be n+ggas p+ssy in broad i polish a n+gga
yeah we spin back+to+back we demolishing n+ggas
bro gone off the drank said he tired of these n+ggas
and he ain’t tryna sleep til he find em a n+gga (aye)
can’t see through the car, sh+t tinted
pocket watching gon’ be dead in a minute
i ain’t hiding, if i said it i meant it
how you gangster but you telling who did it? (rat ass)
freaky bit’ wan’ me play with her titties
i ain’t trippin sh+t i f+ck with the critics
dirty drank i ain’t sippin i’m pimpin
we ain’t missin prolly why they ain’t livin’
i know time change sh+t, business is business
h+lla shots fired ain’t no tellin who did it
want em all dead or this 60 life finshed
when its all said one the realest is in it

[intro]
yall already know how we comin
p+ssy+ah n+gga, better stay in the house

- free mind lyrics

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