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oj #22 - run lyrics

[intro: dilzoj]
ladrillo beats
you can’t throw dirt on my name
cah’ the opp boys run when they see my face
wait, i beg you stop running away
all that talk online come hold this blade
sa+safe, they know that the streets ain’t safe
neckshot, headshot send man into +

[hook: dilzoj]
you can’t throw dirt on my name (no way)
cah’ the opp boys run when they see my face (neoom)
wait, i beg you stop running away
all that talk online come hold this blade (come ‘ere)
late, the demons are out ’till late
trynna’ lurk and purge and pack man’s mate
safe, they know that the streets ain’t safe
neckshot, headshot send man into sp+ce
you can’t throw dirt on my name
cah’ the opp boys run when they see my face
wait, i beg you stop running away
all that talk online come hold this blade (ay come ‘ere)
late, the demons are out ’till late
trynna’ lurk and purge and pack man’s mate
safe, they know that the streets ain’t safe
neckshot, headshot send man into sp+ce
[verse 1: dilzoj]
neckshot, headshot send man into sp+ce (boi)
i’ll put man down if he try act brave (mad)
talk to me nice i’m dilzoj
slap man, wrap man put man in his place (patty)
this sweet one don’t want no boy from the hood
but she met me and she changed her way
i’m passenger side in my bestfriend’s ride
we ain’t leaving this block ’till suttin’ gets taped (no way)
i don’t know nuttin’ ’bout pressure
buck into me and i’m doing it bait
i’m swingin’ my knife or letting it sky
[?] bells flying outta’ the gauge (they know)
lil bro’s on the ride on demon time
he’ll wet anything he ain’t got no shame
got a zombie knife and glocks with bine
‘been doin’ drills in the night and day
let me talk, there’s lots to say
ain’t on sh+t (ain’t on p+ss)
they cap in raps but ain’t on jack
in real life don’t want no games
got a lightskin ting with breast and back
barbies fling it back for oj (you know)
i’m good on my ones i don’t need bare man
as long as i got my wap i’m okay
they say that we ain’t on nuttin’
but run for their lives when the demons are comin’ (neoom)
got me screamin’ out “why you runnin’?”
i’m trynna’ get close, aim up and bun him (bow)
talkin’ to me best talk to me nice
i say one word lil bro will up it
buss it, rinse off the clip in public
show these yutes how the mandem does it
[hook: dilzoj]
you can’t throw dirt on my name
cah’ the opp boys run when they see my face
wait, i beg you stop running away
all that talk online come hold this blade (ay come ‘ere)
late, the demons are out ’till late
trynna’ lurk and purge and pack man’s mate
safe, they know that the streets ain’t safe
neckshot, headshot send man into sp+ce
you can’t throw dirt on my name
cah’ the opp boys run when they see my face
wait, i beg you stop running away
all that talk online come hold this blade
late, the demons are out ’till late
trynna’ lurk and purge and pack man’s mate
safe, they know that the streets ain’t safe
neckshot, headshot send man into sp+ce (they know)

[verse 2: armz]
just know there’s smoke in the room
if gang in attendence
[?] we ain’t doin’ no fencing
runnin’ his mouth, caught him and i drenched him
shorty thick she come here to party
[?] a barbie so is a bredrin
i’ve seen a man drop down to the floor
call for his friend he don’t know that he left him
i know a man who dropped on drill
if i’m keepin’ it real he ain’t touchin’ a soul

fly through backroads, me and my rambo
pop them doors and we’re fully on volts
flip that script it was 20v1
how am i missin’ an open goal?
she’s in the function firmin’ to one man
thinks she’s a laner, nothing but lies
see her online she said she love gunman
question: can you lock this bine?
i’m on the left and bro’s on the right
we’re touring this block for the rest of the night
lil bro used to ‘fend on the block van dijk
he done it like me when they left their’ bike
[hook: dilzoj]
you can’t throw dirt on my name (no way)
cah’ the opp boys run when they see my face (neoom)
wait, i beg you stop running away
all that talk online come hold this blade (come ‘ere)
late, the demons are out ’till late
trynna’ lurk and purge and pack man’s mate
safe, they know that the streets ain’t safe
neckshot, headshot send man into sp+ce

[outro]
send man into sp+ce
ladrillo beats

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