Run My Block

We got Are sticks up in the air
I run my block so I don't care
If you want some beef with mo
Then your ass better come prepared
Pull up on your block you won't hear a sound
Empty that clip leave you full of rounds
Don't think about nun when I grip the nine
Cause I'm running my block until I die
Aye WMD man
I said
I'm running my block until I die

G man said I'm a fucking G man
This ain't no chiraq Nigga i'm from pg man
Bad bitches round me and they all acting indecent
They don't get no money All I give them is free sex
I got a squad by my side you know we bout to
Slide for them bands

100s 50s 20s we throwing them all In the van
I fuck that bitch once leave her side like a cramp
I'm a young nigga shining just like a fucking lamp
Wild Mo Dieng I'm on top and that's where I'll stay
That's bitch don't want no loving my dick is what she craves
Y'all niggas running in circles while I'm going straight throughout the maze
Got a gun with a scope cause we ain't finna chase

These niggas thinking it's not fair
I'm fucking they bitch clothes every where
I never smoked I never drinker
But I will still let that choppa ring
I been a sharp nigga don't need a file

You said you was gone slide why u back out

Don't think about nun when I grip the nine
Cause I'm running my block until I die
Damn
WMD Man
Shout out Jay Z shout out Rihanna bruh
Mo squad for life
Aye



Credits
Writer(s): William Dieng
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