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who run it freestyle - charlie heat lyrics

[intro: dj paul]
who run it?
who run it?
who run it?
who made the beat, charlie?
who run it?
who run it?
who run it?
who run it?
who run it?
who run it?
who run it?
who run it?
who run it?
who run it?
who run it?

[chorus: dj paul]
these b-tches ain’t runnin’ (runnin’!), sh-t but y’all mouth
cause the first hater step, the first hater get tossed out
these b-tches ain’t runnin’ (runnin’!), sh-t but y’all mouth
cause the first hater step, the first hater get tossed out
these b-tches ain’t runnin’ (runnin’!), sh-t but y’all mouth
cause the first hater step, the first hater get tossed out
these b-tches ain’t runnin’ (runnin’!), sh-t but y’all mouth
cause the first one a’ y’all step, the first one i’m’a toss out

[verse 1: dj paul]
these n-gg-s got plenty anna but they ain’t got plenty guns
i’m bustin’ out luxury cars, still got these hoes on the run
i’m hearin’ plenty mean words, but ain’t no actions to boot
we can do some straight war for war, we can do some stickin’ and movin’
we can meet in the middle of these streets or in the middle of this ring
i can pop your chest, plastic glock, or pop your jaw diamond rings
b-tch don’t hate me hate the bank, for stacks of cheese that i take
or hate my shiny wristband, and big -ss rims i rotate
see people flip when i’m comin’, got suckas sick at the stomach
they wonderin’ what i brought in, they wonderin’ what i got comin’
n-gg-s i’m comin’ like this, off in your mouth like a b-tch
trust me when you think of me, i’m bringing water, i’ll start it

[verse 2: juicy j]
what’s the business?
it’s that player that you love to hate, always see come out the bank
always have to mention my name, when you high on that drank
catch up with this boy you can’t, cause you know i’m holdin’ rank
when you see the platinum rolex with the ice it make you faint
through the streets now have you heard, ’bout the mafia droppin’ birds
runnin’ from the narcs and cops, tossin’ out the bags of herb
ain’t afraid to pop the steel, hollow tips to make you feel
if you wanna punk me out, cartier’s and a dracula grill

[outro: dj paul & crunchy black]
i can’t-
who run it?
who run it?
who run it?
who run it?
who run it?
who run it?
who run it?
who run it?
who run it?
who run it?
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who run it?
who run it?
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who run it?
who run it?
who run it?
who run it?
who run it?
who run it?
who run it?
who run it?

- charlie heat lyrics

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