Run Up
Yeah tell this motheefuckers man this that FTF shit... 223 nigga
Riding with them cutters with my brothers we going run up
223 with the scope nigga we going shoot up
Military mind nigga run up on the chamber
See me from a distant nigga they be yelling danger
Riding with them cutters with my brothers we going run up
223 with the scope nigga we going shoot up
Military mind nigga run up on the chamber
See me from a distant nigga they be yelling danger
My name is Triple Zinc I get litty with them things
Diddy bobbing with them guns
Shit ain't sweet no honey bun
Come to your block with plenty fonts
Got some niggas with sticks and drums
Know some niggas train go
You make the wrong move they going blow
I see you talking pussy hoe
Say you gangsta show me tho
I heard you with it like you thuggin
Gangsta but you backing
Don't let me catch you lacking
All my niggas really bout stay bussin
Bout that street life never play
Nigga better watch you say
Got some hittas in the corners they going spray
Leave your body where you lay
Better be about all the shit you say
State of mine Az niggas never play
Erry niggas know who we
Riding with them cutters with my brothers we going run up
223 with the scope nigga we going shoot up
Military mind nigga run up on the chamber
See me from a distant nigga they be yelling danger
Riding with them cutters with my brothers we going run up
223 with the scope nigga we going shoot up
Military mind nigga run up on the chamber
See me from a distant nigga they be yelling danger
I'm from the north 40 where em niggas ride yo
945 40 bloc we don't talk to 5'o
Free my nigga 90 and them snitches better die slow
All my youngins on some slaughter on some killa shit
They catch a body they don't talk on some real shit
Like a drill team all my niggas rollin deep I'm talking gang shit
My niggas rollin trees they in the space
Welcome to the valley of sun where em killers never scare to throw em 4s
I'm in this bitch got the tully tank
All my nigas goin wild they don't give a fuck
Nigga bang go on throw yo sets up
Like a cala I'm at your neck
And drop a bag on your head
Listen, why they hating I don't know but just know
Riding with them cutters with my brothers we going run up
223 with the scope nigga we going shoot up
Military mind nigga run up on the chamber
See me from a distant nigga they be yelling danger
Riding with them cutters with my brothers we going run up
223 with the scope nigga we going shoot up
Military mind nigga run up on the chamber
See me from a distant nigga they be yelling danger
Riding with them cutters with my brothers we going run up
223 with the scope nigga we going shoot up
Military mind nigga run up on the chamber
See me from a distant nigga they be yelling danger
Riding with them cutters with my brothers we going run up
223 with the scope nigga we going shoot up
Military mind nigga run up on the chamber
See me from a distant nigga they be yelling danger
My name is Triple Zinc I get litty with them things
Diddy bobbing with them guns
Shit ain't sweet no honey bun
Come to your block with plenty fonts
Got some niggas with sticks and drums
Know some niggas train go
You make the wrong move they going blow
I see you talking pussy hoe
Say you gangsta show me tho
I heard you with it like you thuggin
Gangsta but you backing
Don't let me catch you lacking
All my niggas really bout stay bussin
Bout that street life never play
Nigga better watch you say
Got some hittas in the corners they going spray
Leave your body where you lay
Better be about all the shit you say
State of mine Az niggas never play
Erry niggas know who we
Riding with them cutters with my brothers we going run up
223 with the scope nigga we going shoot up
Military mind nigga run up on the chamber
See me from a distant nigga they be yelling danger
Riding with them cutters with my brothers we going run up
223 with the scope nigga we going shoot up
Military mind nigga run up on the chamber
See me from a distant nigga they be yelling danger
I'm from the north 40 where em niggas ride yo
945 40 bloc we don't talk to 5'o
Free my nigga 90 and them snitches better die slow
All my youngins on some slaughter on some killa shit
They catch a body they don't talk on some real shit
Like a drill team all my niggas rollin deep I'm talking gang shit
My niggas rollin trees they in the space
Welcome to the valley of sun where em killers never scare to throw em 4s
I'm in this bitch got the tully tank
All my nigas goin wild they don't give a fuck
Nigga bang go on throw yo sets up
Like a cala I'm at your neck
And drop a bag on your head
Listen, why they hating I don't know but just know
Riding with them cutters with my brothers we going run up
223 with the scope nigga we going shoot up
Military mind nigga run up on the chamber
See me from a distant nigga they be yelling danger
Riding with them cutters with my brothers we going run up
223 with the scope nigga we going shoot up
Military mind nigga run up on the chamber
See me from a distant nigga they be yelling danger
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Writer(s): Hassan Ahmed
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