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run it - baskiat & sensei d. lyrics

[letra de “run it”]

[intro: ray liotta, tom hagen & sollozzo]
as far back as i can remember, i always wanted to be a gangster
there is more money potential in narcotics than anything else we’re looking at now. if we don’t get into it, somebody else will
and with the money they earn, they could buy more police and political power
(…) are the best things to have, but narcotics, is a thing of the future
if we don’t get a piece of that action we risk everything we havе
i need a man who has powerful friends
i’ll take carе of the tattaglias, out of my share

[verso: baskiat]
my g, i’m ’bout to take flight
call me flee, man, i’ve been dyin’ to slide
p*ssys with no vision, i’mma make sure y’all gon’ see the light
really bright, tuas rimas são really byte, homie
how the f*ck are you the best if you don’ really write
said, i’m on the top
mad like a makaveli drop, yeah
still made you bum n*ggas drop like makaveli dropped
wanna get me? better make sure you have a legendary glock
ain’t’ no weapon ’bout to take what i got from selling the rock
they said i gotta be patient but i started from the top
i got all my real n*ggas with me, my g’s will never flop
backwoods on a daily, some sh*t will just never stop
i bag fools, muh’f*cker, ain’t talking bout what i cop
ain’t’ no louis, thats my payday ’till i’m 47
ak’s on the block will hit you up ’till you report to heaven
aka the f*cking legend, k!lling sh*t since i was 7
p*ssy, you was born a savage ’till you see this mac*11
gucci on my mack one double, they just don’t want trouble
i light your ass on fire, can bet my hand won’t fumble
can bet your gun won’t fire, can bet i won’t get humbled
by these broke ass n*ggas, man, i’ll stop before i stumble, aight
never lost my balance bro, chillin’ down in tokyo
the finest blow, attractin’ n*ggas in like its a pot of gold
my flow, hard to listen even if i drop it slow
that’s not my goal
i handle snitches like a bomb that’s ’bout to blow, yeah
[outro]
that’s him, man (right there)
jesus christ, ‘f*ck you doin’ here?
relax, this is all a message to your friends
f*ckin ‘rat

- baskiat sensei d lyrics

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