Run Yo Mouth
If you wanna talk yo shit
Talk it
If you wanna run your mouth
Run it
We ain't even tripping on it
We gon keep on counting money
If you wanna talk yo shit
Talk it
If you wanna run your mouth
Run it
We ain't even tripping on it
We gon keep on counting money
Whatchu know bout the shit I do
The shit I do
I be smoking blunts
And working hard
How about chu
I've been putting in on every part
I don't lose
Grab the balaclava
Flow be lava
Chillen when we sip the kava
But that's out right now
And I just came to get the money
Anytime it's ready
You can drop it off at my Grey audi
If you see me in the streets
You can go ahead, say howdy
And we calm when we see them opps
No need to be rowdy
Because we low key
Ain't nobody need to know me
If you wanna talk your shit
You can come get sprayed
He won't be breathing anymore
People call 5-0
Where'd he go
I don't even know man
He out that door
While the merc flies
I'll be loading up the G 9
And the Ruger for my brother
We don't lose, don't C9
And I'm ready to claim up the world
That shit gon be mine
If you run from it
Then out my way
That shit gon be mine
If you wanna talk yo shit
Talk it
If you wanna run your mouth
Run it
We ain't even tripping on it
We gon keep on counting money
If you wanna talk yo shit
Talk it
If you wanna run your mouth
Run it
We ain't even tripping on it
We gon keep on counting money
Talk it
If you wanna run your mouth
Run it
We ain't even tripping on it
We gon keep on counting money
If you wanna talk yo shit
Talk it
If you wanna run your mouth
Run it
We ain't even tripping on it
We gon keep on counting money
Whatchu know bout the shit I do
The shit I do
I be smoking blunts
And working hard
How about chu
I've been putting in on every part
I don't lose
Grab the balaclava
Flow be lava
Chillen when we sip the kava
But that's out right now
And I just came to get the money
Anytime it's ready
You can drop it off at my Grey audi
If you see me in the streets
You can go ahead, say howdy
And we calm when we see them opps
No need to be rowdy
Because we low key
Ain't nobody need to know me
If you wanna talk your shit
You can come get sprayed
He won't be breathing anymore
People call 5-0
Where'd he go
I don't even know man
He out that door
While the merc flies
I'll be loading up the G 9
And the Ruger for my brother
We don't lose, don't C9
And I'm ready to claim up the world
That shit gon be mine
If you run from it
Then out my way
That shit gon be mine
If you wanna talk yo shit
Talk it
If you wanna run your mouth
Run it
We ain't even tripping on it
We gon keep on counting money
If you wanna talk yo shit
Talk it
If you wanna run your mouth
Run it
We ain't even tripping on it
We gon keep on counting money
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