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los (cherfin music) - run this town (freestyle) lyrics

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yeah, so i woke up today, thinking why not just go freestyle in every f-cking mixtape
i mean lil wayne can do it, i can do it right
dj j.d in the booth, los, vince, live, getting f-cked up, hear the ice cubes
chyup, yes, chyup, los, chyup, who go run this town?

b-tch, yes i am, yeah i said it i am. now i got the college b-tches rockin out to my jams
b-tch i put t’s on, all white everything, white hats, white shoes, all white everything
crew full of white boys, pocket full of white girl. f-ckin a sicilian b-tch while she’s still a white girl
and i drink so much everynight i might hurl, klichby, burberry, elk stones, white pearls

yes and i know i lost about 20 stacks, and i got hit in the head with the strap
but its all good still pocket full of cash man, and i had my family spray-tie them up in trash cans
u-city run this town, provinces, got my whole family on a boat call it the odyssey
b-tch will say follow the leader, so they follow me. a lot of c0ke, a lot of pills, a lot of cash, a lot of weed

italy, st louis, daytona, florida, changing cities everyday i can transform ya
f-cker little wayne, i put the beat in er, don’t have a license, got money for 3 cars
and i blow trees hard, walk up in the weed store, shout out to my agent, he got my fake weed card
yeah b-tch end up on a seash0r-, locked up in a keystore. we rap about a key for

b-tch it’s that live sh-t, this that jive sh-t. that sting like a bee, make you break out in hives sh-t
this that los baby i don’t even try sh-t. that 2012 nba live sh-t
just me, p-bo, tiny, jeff and vince. ask my jack and c0ke b-tch i don’t need no references
hop in a car with your b-tch los is what her preferences, like do you need some refreshments

i keep it 100 b-tch, ask my cup of hennessy, auto-tune rappers, just metaphors and similes
u-city b-tch, loaded guns t-therly, world cup flow b-tch, i rap so italy
denver, we run this town, campuses sell c0ke, ecstasy, edibles, cannabis
hot with no candle lit, so i’m kinda scandalous, we buy weed from the growers straight from los angeles

to tell the truth yeah i’m not even a rapper, everyday bust a kilo straight up out the wrapper
what do you call me guess i’m a trapper, only thing you do quicker is f-ck your b-tch faster
mr miyagi call me the master, ecstasy and gatorade, call it x-factor
pocket full of math b-tch, you do the factors, this beat is so chill, no need to rap faster

italy, we are the mother-f-ckin country, foreigners got a problem go on then confront me
if we’d fight you’d step away, my weed is so funky. go ape-sh-t on the beat banana kush monkeys
gorillas, brown bag boys, rollin swishers, f-ck with the money my family will k!ll ya
and i swear to god b-tch, i’m smoking on the k!ller, weed, orange crush, mountain dew
sierra mist, chyup

cherfin music camp boys, homie get your list up, and i roll the best blunt, that you ever lit up
sit up, get up, fight night, mits up. drooling dog flow, i dare you to throw a stick up
walk into your crib, homie its a stick up, give me the kestrel or re-weed sniff yup
and your girl told me that you can’t find the cl-t but, i had the f-ckin b-tch cryin doin sit ups

and i’m in the booth, like a rocket i just lift up. no time for no b-tch c-nt or no trick sl-t
if you ever hit a l1ck, b-tch put your clips up
and if you haven’t wiped me down, get your f-ckin chips up
sh-t up, mask on, all about my bricks yup, drink so much champagne, all i do is p-ss cups

yeah los baby, live in the studio, couple of drinks dude, you know how we do it
mixtape on the way cherfin music volume 1, lets get it, chyup

- los cherfin music lyrics

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