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rundown 4 – pump 14 lyrics

[intro]
oh yeah
binary trigger, binary trig+++
brudda ‘nem still poppin’ out with that switch
brudda ‘nem still poppin’ out with that switch
(we love you, kirk)
makin’ sure a n+gga drop

[chorus]
ay, when we spin, we gon’ double that b+tch a few times, just to make sure a n+gga drop
i love that glock poppin’ out, front line, just me and them members, i brought at the chop
smokin’ on dre, green ass n+gga jumped off the porch and a n+gga ended in a box
nine out of ten, when they play with this sh+t, they’ll tell you how slime came up at the block
i know them n+ggas loafin’ like they k!llin’ for quay, but them n+ggas really ain’t on sh+t
m+30 percocеt, me and a opp’ hoe, i’m out of my body stuffin’ her with d+ck
n+ggas rеally poor than a hoe, n+ggas just wanna troll ’bout a n+gga, dead as a b+tch
binary trigger up under that .223, brudda ‘nem still poppin’ out with that switch

[verse]
died tryna beat a n+gga he ain’t even have to beat, never smoke dre on repeat
i get you touched from a far, n+ggas know i got reach, know them young n+ggas spinnin’ for me
i just got the news another opp’ checked out, heard a n+gga got left at with pump
n+gga ass loafin’, when i send that lo’, these n+ggas be hidin’, they ain’t tryna bump
he ain’t did sh+t gangsta so why he talkin’ ’bout he a spanker?
three of your potnas got hit with that lead, i don’t know why a n+gga on instagram fakin’
get in that car ’bout lil’ jizzle, whoever ain’t with it, on brudda, they ass gettin’ erased
slap that b+tch with that sh+t, n+ggas know ’bout them youngins who clean up sh+t, no mask, broad day
f+ck a diss, tryna meet with them n+ggas and k!ll ’em
all the opps’ checkin’ out, that’s a wonderful feelin’
know he think ’bout his bro’, he tried savin’ the hoe and got put up, but that n+gga still in his feelings
but look, bro ass ain’t never comin’ back
brodie out on probation, smoke quay out a black
got outside the box and got put in that b+tch, now i’m smokin’ on dre in the back of a scat’
qt gang, n+gga got left with that pump, n+gga ass dead as dead
you gon’ pop at his ass, n+gga shut the f+ck up and n+gga get in that car, n+gga heard what i said
n+ggas dyin’ ’bout a b+tch and dyin’ on l!cks, n+gga duck got his dumbass hit with that lead
talkin’ ’bout jizzle ain’t livin’ like teevo and six, b+tch, trust i catch one of them hoes to the head
on the way to qt, i’ll crash on a n+gga like teevo and f+ck ’round, face me a n+gga
ain’t no runnin’ from 4, i’ma chase me a n+gga
in the party, i’m good ’cause i stay with that pistol
tell the labels, “don’t call if it ain’t ’bout a m.”
real stepper, i’ll run yo’ ass down in some timbs’
got the k in this b+tch like i’m f+ckin’ with kim
slime ready to shoot, he just blow when he see ’em
got my foot on they neck, i’m just poppin’ my sh+t
n+ggas want clout, they gon’ die ’bout a diss
sweet ass n+gga gon’ cry ’bout a hoe, f+ck n+gga might as well go and die ’bout a b+tch
n+ggas ain’t doin’ me how they did six, i’ma take some, bet i won’t die with that stick
real life, i don’t fear sh+t
don’t shoot from a far, these young n+ggas cap than a b+tch
talkin’ ’bout them bodies, that’ll get you zipped up
broad day with a thirty round clip tucked
wood full of bro, dead ass in this drink, on my soul, all it take for lil’ 4 just to lift up
on that casamigos, she gon’ turn to a sl+t
no lackin, i snuck that b+tch in the club
say the last n+gga, he was loafin’ but i’m with them steppers so she comin’ f+ckin’ with us
b&b, bad b+tches and switches
on that drank, got her full of that henny
clutchin’ bad and i’m sweatin’ hard, don’t pay me attention, that’s them percies in me
with a sl+t and i know she goin’, hit her off a bean, call that thirty hittin’
make her free the youngin when i max her out, real slime, i won’t speak on that murder business
anywhere good, it ain’t no checkin’ in
play with this sh+t, i do not recommend
jizzle jump out, if he bangin’ that sh+t, when they play with this sh+t, better be ready to spin
and i’ll still crash out on they ass when they try
proceed with procaution, you play you gon’ die
smokin’ on dre in the back of a ride
this teevo pack, we ain’t smokin’ no za
[chorus]
ay, when we spin, we gon’ double that b+tch a few times, just to make sure a n+gga drop
i love that glock poppin’ out, front line, just me and them members, i brought at the chop
smokin’ on dre, green ass n+gga jumped off the porch and a n+gga ended in a box
nine out of ten, when they play with this sh+t, they’ll tell you how slime came up at the block

[outro]
mmh, they say how slime came up at the block
i know them n+ggas loafin’ like they k!llin’ for quay and dre, but them n+ggas not
mmh, mmh

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