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who run it ? remix (ft. fcp. santana ) - iamtharealtoni lyrics

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intro * hit a b*tton morty gimme a beat
all man ok alright umm
raesam on the beat!

hook**)who run it?(ha ha n*ggas b*tches man)yea) huh) what) who run it?( be b*tchin)
who run it?(who run it)
who run it?( who run it)
who run it?
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who run it?
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verse**)my gun is a rope and it came with extensions
like a dike im f*cking all these women (f*cking all these women)
i look like my father
i call it broken image(image)
smoking that gas n*gga i keep the spinach(spinach)
well its ok i got ha on ha kness like she got faith(faith)
im super fly ion need no cape(no cap)
i beat on my chest i feel like a ape…..worried bout me taking b*tch,well sorry bro too late…..like a protеin, on the sick she will shake…..likе the rock yea i feel like im great ayyyeee….who run it?

hook**)who run it?(haha)
who run it?
who run it?
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who run it?
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who run it?
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2nd*verse*)n*ggas gotta p*ssy and these b*tches gotta d*ck
like what tf wrong with dis sh*t
my gun name is lilo(lilo) and ig i’m f*cking stitch(haha)
them hollows real scary, it’ll make them n*gga’s flinch(flinch) call my bullet’s decomporsers
on a opp it’ll leave a stench( stinch stinch)
i got mad power f*cking around and call me the grinch
class is in session….i put these n*gga in detention…..got these n*ggas super mad,they b*tching……who run it?

hook*)who run it?
who run it?(haha these n*ggas b*tches bro)
who run it?
who run it?
who run it?
who run it ?
who run it?
who run it?
who run it?

outro**) haha these n*ggas b*tches bro like ion get it
we just caught a opp lackin at da corner store

(fcp. santana) 3rd verse*

had to leave my ex cuz yk dhatt b*tch a wh0re

yo ex is a bxtch, he always talkin all dhatt shii
i used to hang w 38, got my money now i’m straight

we smoking on young choppa, biggie smalls who shot ya

pop ya, rob ya, who finna stop us?

my glock will make yhu famous, don’t needa beam cuz i’m aimless

pressure been applied, couple shots then i slide

yea who run it 4x

i heard dhatt boii was outchea snitchin, tell on me, yhu end up missin

fcp the way we living
k!lled my dawg

dhatts unforgiving

he tried to get at yasmin

stop playin lil boy wats hannin

yhu tellin jokes i’m crackin

ain’t yhu tried to end da beef
i took ya b*tch cuz i’m a thief

i’m bout to put yhu underneath

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