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kari, lil rello2x - run up (2xmafia gang) lyrics

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[intro]

run up, get done up
mafia!

[verse 1: kari]
run up on gang it’s a problem
and on gang i’ma solve em
move out of my way i do not play when it comes to this
my n-ggas move more weight than forklifts
we bringing the heat like it’s porcelain
and shout-out lil rello on awol i got you
i promise i been doing push-ups
shout-out tatiana
shout-out aniyah, aeryn, lula, both they mamas and
shout-out my mama
shout-out my lil’ bro
i know you won’t fold
hold it ten toes down ’till the day i go ghost
and then after that i’ma go even more
shout-out uncle boo he made it out them ropes
shout-out to the fam down in texas for keeping it wreckless
it’s 2xmafia
ain’t no stopping us
we love popping up
pull up drop the top
letting all the doors pop
pull up shut the whole block down when the hoes flock (yeah)
you know 2x in the building
know what to do in the booth and i’m rolling up a joint that’s longer than you
how do you do?
started when we were younger you were my boo, way back in school
now it’s been f-ck all them rules and b-tch it’s been f-ck you too!
2x, 2x, i can’t love no thot!
the fam all i got!
we been warming up the block!

[verse 2: lil rello2x]

b-tch! gang!
2xm in this b-tch man
ykwtfgo! (you know what the f-ck going on)
omaha to texas b-tch!
gang! gang! never lane change
rello stay 2x (i do!)
and all my n-ggas be thuggin’
shooting at n-ggas, you oppin-you get it
we aim at his p-ssy -ss chicken -ss nugget
try to set up on my mama i’m bussin’
thotty back back cause lil rello ain’t cuffin’ (aye!)
she say she love me
super mclovin’
red on her face like the b-tch started blushin’ (hahaha)
i’m with it, i’m with it, i’m with it
i heat up your block like your block is a sk!llet
i catch you on sight then i handle my business
my shooters be totin’ you oppin-you get it
i’m on it, i’m on it, i get to the mission
you got it, i take it, you lackin’ you slippin’
have all of your n-ggas be missin’
my bullets wash up like they working with dishes
(turn up! turn up! turn up!)
light up a n-gga like it’s christmas
my n-ggas don’t lack we get busy
run up on me you get cooked like a philly
chopper gone hit, make a n-gga get silly (boom! boom! boom!)
n-ggas is silly
so b-tch n-gga better duck, duck, or get goose! (haa!)
when i up one with this chop
you would’ve thought i knew kung-fu

[outro: lil rello2x & kari]

you know my gang b-tch we don’t change and that’s on 2xm
you know my gang b-tch we don’t change and that’s on 2xm!
yeah, yeah, yeah, ohh, yeah, yeah, yeah, ayye!
gang (gang)
gang (brrrrr!)
gang, (gang)
2xm that’s the gang (b-tch)
2xm that’s the gang (b-tch)
from omaha to texas

let’s get it!
2x!
2x!
f-ck around twootimez!



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