rundown ray , str8 hooks - w me lyrics
[hook]
was u ever w me, did u ever wanna see me win
u ain’t never wanna see pull up in a black rolls royce w the tints
do u niggas wanna see me win, do u niggas wanna see me win
was u ever w me, did u ever wanna see me fall
u ain’t never wanna see my niggas balmain balmain at the mall
do u niggas wanna see us fall, know these niggas wanna see us fall
[verse]
(rundown ray)
i know i gtta beat the odds , the way i beat the fuckin case
that pussy saw that i was drunk, n sucker punched me in mah face
that henny got it by case , keep ya son up in ya sight
can’t tell you niggas when i’m comin, but i’m comin any day or any night
i’m over timing w the scammers, so christmas time i could be santa
i use to really fucc w santa, until i asked him for a phantom
that pussy came n gave me coal …
i put a piece on mah ears , neck, wrist, finger turned into gold
you really think that you could humble me, i’m counting zs like a b-mble bee
plenty day i had nothin to eat, rundown there’s only one of me
rundown there’s only one of me, fuck nigga do u copy dat
monkey see monkey do, but since u pussy call it copy cat
pretty b-tches in the dm trynna ride the bm i do not got time for that
skirtttt, see me sliding through the jam
in a v6 mustang just imagine wen i get the lamb
drop the top for the cops hands up case they wanna see mah hands
rundown b-tch
[hook]
[verse]
(str8 hooks)
these niggas wanna see us fall, i’m ridin w my niggas whether right or wrong
kick the nigga made the nigga start to crawl, niggas talkin on the gram but really soft
these niggas they talk on the internet, how they movin i ain’t feelin that
we dipped off but we peeling back, m4 w the ceiling back
b-tches askin where the ceiling at, 550 str8 chillin black
bags of packs i be sealing that, or break em down and start dealin that
(rundown ray)
no time for the complaints….
all the students should be thankful i ain’t come and turn ya campus to a gun range
(str8 hooks)
when i started getting money niggas start to hate me saying that son changed
kod spend ya car note but we throw it up like bus change
(rundown ray)
them rundown boys on the front page of the spinrilla
u still see us niggas pullin up, posted up w the drug dealers
(str8 hooks)
we pullin up all black all strap all black chinchilla
all stack, all trap & trilla
[hook]
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