Runnin2YoTruck
KILLTIME ENTERTAINMENT
BITCH
GANG
Talkin' bout you poppin' out, we waitin' with them choppas out
Glock with a drum, I ain't even gotta stomp him out
Why you on the gram with that weak-ass diss
Hop out with Tyrone, you know he brought his
Stick
Glock out
Lil 6ix0we, he a bitch
Pop out
Sayin' you gon' run up in the crib, you get shot down
I'm on house arrest, but I still got that Glock out
Bitch, it's time to rock out
Rock out with a choppa bitch, I'm spinnin' on the oppa
Bitch, we run the city, ain't nobody finna stop us
Ain't nobody stoppin' shit, y'all niggas only talkin' shit
Sneak dissin', you a hoe, so I had to drop a diss
Fuck you and your homie lil' nigga
Sayin' that you gangsta, gotta show me, lil' nigga
You ain't outside, bitch, you on the wrong block
If you try to slide, then you finna get shot
Ace, you a bitch and your baby mom a thot
I ain't never heard of you, you wanna be a opp
Waitin' with a 7.62 at the door
Fuck your dead, homie, he was layin' on the floor
Been juggin' shit, took your band and took some more
Nigga, you a fake, you a phony, you a hoe
You ain't showin' up, why you talkin' shit
Stop makin' music with that weak-ass diss
I ain't even worried about you, I don't give a fuck
Yeah, my nigga, rockout, had you runnin' to your truck
If I see you in the public, lil' bitch, you better duck
7.62, I'ma aim it at your gut
Fuck that, I'ma fuckin' aim it at your head
Callin' him a pencil, I'ma fill you up with lead
How you got a blue flag hangin' with the red
I don't give a fuck, bitch, I'm smokin' on your dead
Talkin' bout you poppin' out, we waitin' with them choppas out
Glock with a drum, I ain't even gotta stomp him out
Why you on the gram with that weak-ass diss
Hop out with Tyrone, you know he brought his
Stick
Glock out
Lil 6ix0we, he a bitch
Pop out
Sayin' you gon' run up in the crib, you get shot down
I'm on house arrest, but I still got that Glock out
Bitch, it's time to rock out
Rock out with a choppa bitch, I'm spinnin' on the oppa
Bitch, we run the city, ain't nobody finna stop us
Ain't nobody stoppin' shit, y'all niggas only talkin' shit
Sneak dissin', you a hoe, so I had to drop a diss
Southside G9, bitch
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Fuck it, I'ma bust a nigga brain
BITCH
BITCH
GANG
Talkin' bout you poppin' out, we waitin' with them choppas out
Glock with a drum, I ain't even gotta stomp him out
Why you on the gram with that weak-ass diss
Hop out with Tyrone, you know he brought his
Stick
Glock out
Lil 6ix0we, he a bitch
Pop out
Sayin' you gon' run up in the crib, you get shot down
I'm on house arrest, but I still got that Glock out
Bitch, it's time to rock out
Rock out with a choppa bitch, I'm spinnin' on the oppa
Bitch, we run the city, ain't nobody finna stop us
Ain't nobody stoppin' shit, y'all niggas only talkin' shit
Sneak dissin', you a hoe, so I had to drop a diss
Fuck you and your homie lil' nigga
Sayin' that you gangsta, gotta show me, lil' nigga
You ain't outside, bitch, you on the wrong block
If you try to slide, then you finna get shot
Ace, you a bitch and your baby mom a thot
I ain't never heard of you, you wanna be a opp
Waitin' with a 7.62 at the door
Fuck your dead, homie, he was layin' on the floor
Been juggin' shit, took your band and took some more
Nigga, you a fake, you a phony, you a hoe
You ain't showin' up, why you talkin' shit
Stop makin' music with that weak-ass diss
I ain't even worried about you, I don't give a fuck
Yeah, my nigga, rockout, had you runnin' to your truck
If I see you in the public, lil' bitch, you better duck
7.62, I'ma aim it at your gut
Fuck that, I'ma fuckin' aim it at your head
Callin' him a pencil, I'ma fill you up with lead
How you got a blue flag hangin' with the red
I don't give a fuck, bitch, I'm smokin' on your dead
Talkin' bout you poppin' out, we waitin' with them choppas out
Glock with a drum, I ain't even gotta stomp him out
Why you on the gram with that weak-ass diss
Hop out with Tyrone, you know he brought his
Stick
Glock out
Lil 6ix0we, he a bitch
Pop out
Sayin' you gon' run up in the crib, you get shot down
I'm on house arrest, but I still got that Glock out
Bitch, it's time to rock out
Rock out with a choppa bitch, I'm spinnin' on the oppa
Bitch, we run the city, ain't nobody finna stop us
Ain't nobody stoppin' shit, y'all niggas only talkin' shit
Sneak dissin', you a hoe, so I had to drop a diss
Southside G9, bitch
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Fuck it, I'ma bust a nigga brain
BITCH
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