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Lirik Lagu G dezz - Who Run It (remix)


By: Admin | Artist: G g dezz | Published: 2024-30-06T08:51:20:00+07:00
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[intro]
ayy, gang-gang, woah-woah
dezzo, one-seven extra eleven sh-t
pull up, wettin’ sh-t
you already know how we comin’
who run it, who run it

[verse 1]
f-cked his b-tch and went to sleep what i did
turned his b-tch to a freak what i did
’cause his shorty was weak with the head
took a trip to the beach what i did
cop the drugs for the cheap what i did
now, them n-ggas repeat what i did
they like “play for the keeps”, well i did
they ain’t trap on 17th like i did
i been doin’ this sh-t since a kid
so how you gon’ tell me to live
when i was strugglin’ and starvin’ and no-one to call
you n-ggas had lobsters and ribs
you ain’t neva’ ask if i was straight
you ain’t neva’ put food on my plate
now, watch just get to this cake
and all of these n-ggas gon’ hate
say, “b-tch i be drippin’ in bape”
i’ma sing to the p-ssy like drake
nah, i’m just playin’ put my d-ck in her face
and i’m f-ckin’ that b-tch and i grip on her waist
and i’m done with that b-tch so i p-ss her to tae
ain’t no winin’ and dinin’, no goin’ on dates
i get the cash and i throw it in the safe
i don’t need no card, i ain’t f-ckin’ with chase
i don’t need no card, i ain’t f-ckin’ with debit
i got a white b-tch and i use her for credit
when dezzo be shootin’ you gon’ need a medic
murder she wrote, so, the murder i read it
all of you n-ggas be snitchin’ and tellin’
my uncle’s a savage, my mama a felon
my daddy, i don’t know where the f-ck he was headin’
i roll up tha’ mike and my n-ggas inhalin’
we buck at yo’ life then you duckin’ or failin’
whoops, i mean duckin’ or fallin’
i get the racks and i stuff it in joggers
you hit my line and i give you an offer
gave you some mid why the f-ck is you coughin’
come and complain and get put in a coffin
balmains and gucci the reason i’m saucin’
this sh-t is so easy i do it so often
(i do, ayy)

[verse 2]
now i’m cool, now i’m gool
choppa on me go boom, boom
n-ggas wanna hate but it’s cool
diamonds on frost like igloo
b-tch i’ma dog like pitbull
lil’ -ss n-gga you a sh-tzu
choppa sweep a n-gga like big broom
i’m tryna get a house wit’ like ten rooms
i just seen ten n-ggas get k!lled
shorty ride d-ck like big wheel
if you talk sh-t get yo’ sh-t spilled

[bridge]
b-tch i’m from the mil where sh-t real
(four-one-four my area code)
b-tch i’m from the mil’ where sh-t real
(four-one-four my area code)
b-tch i’m from the mil’ where sh-t real

[verse 3]
n-ggas they really don’t pop out
remember them days makin’ back at my house
make a way, take away, b-tch, we so hot now
sendin’ some shots and we steamin’ yo’ block down
n-ggas be funny they always on foolery
sendin’ some threats about what they gon’ do to me
run up on me then you know that i’m shootin’ heat
shorty wanna f-ck but that sh-t is not new to me
lil’ dezz, i’m a g everywhere
in the air, 17th everywhere
fresh as f-ck, louis v everywhere
prada pants, gucci t everywhere
in the air, throw up d everywhere
me and cuzz we was packin’ them tools
me and cuzz we was trappin’ in school
run up on us we wackin’ yo’ crew
and you know that i pull up with the whole scat
bop on a b-tch like kodak
glock on me, i tote that
run up on me, i blow that
hold up lil’ dezz i don’t play around
i be drippin’ in sauce got the bape around
if a n-gga run up out the k around
(?)

[outro]
who run it?
who run it?
who run it?
who run it?
lil dezzo run it
one-seven run it
eleven run it
takeaway run it
takeaway run it
ayy
rrrr, rrrr
lil’ b-tch
let it fade out on ’em z
haha
who run it
who run it
who run it
who run it
who run it
ayy, ayy


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