Runnin' ft. MBlokk BG Lyrics

BG on this bitch and we gonna pull up on a niggas blokkk

We gonna shoot em 9 times we gonna make his heart stop

Green bean at his chest and we gonna make them fukking bodies drop

Shoot that nigga in the head COD head shot

It's gonna be a homicide

We not pussy we gonna slide

We gonna make sure that you die And we gonna watch yo momma cry

Run up on me you get split

Tell yo dad he raised a bitch

Yeah i'm on that Mblokk shit

Play wit me you getting hit bitch

Pull up with 9s

We gonna pull up with the mac 11

Pussy try to play

We gonna send his ass straight to heaven

Like my brother said

He really pussy in real life

Told that nigga push up

We can do this shit all night

Don't a pussy come outside

Drop the addy we gonna slide

You bet not run you bet not hide

Cause this can be a drive by

Yeah you is dead nigga

Fill yo blokk with red nigga

Fill yo face with led nigga

And you heard what i said nigga

All that talkin look who duckin

On the block like I'm drumund

I ain't talkin I ain't fussin we got all these pussies runnin'

The way we spin they think we beyblades

Run up on me bitch and you slayed

In the cut like a band aid

Talkin shit bitch now you played

EBK bitch yeah I'm everybody's killer

I'm the king of the jungle bitch I been top gorilla

Talkin out yo neck you gon die and we gon kill ya

You be cappin in yo songs pussy bitch no i don't feel ya

Ima Shoot until the fucking gun click

Run up on me get the whole clip

Shoot and watch his soul dip

Better tint out yo whip

Smack a nigga like will smith

Turn that nigga into a myth

I know some P's who bang the 5th

Nah I can't be fucked with

On yo block with a dirty gun bitch nigga you bet not run

I do this rapping shit just for the fun

Fuck the peace I ain't squashing nun

These hoes up in my business I don't even know these hoes

Ima Rock out with this Glock and my bro brought me the pole

He'll die behind his bitch before he die behind his dead homie

Niggas think I'm lacking run up on me got that lead on me

You would think I'm 12 when I pull up niggas fled on me

Pull up on the block and you know I got that yeah on me

Got yo main bitch in my phone tryna link

But I ain't gon hit cause I know that it stink

And I always got it on me I don't know what u think

I'll up this bitch and blow before you even fuckin blink

All that talkin look who duckin

On the block like I'm drumund

I ain't talkin I ain't fussin we got all these pussies runnin'

The way we spin they think we beyblades

Run up on me bitch and you slayed

In the cut like a band aid

Talkin shit bitch now you played

Boom boom

W I C K E D

Wicked ENT

I'm in this bitch with baby

Baby k

Whop whop whop whop whop