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run but can't hide - jb bin laden lyrics

[verse 1: jb binladen]
these n*ggas they can’t f*ck wit’ us in nothing, but dying
you can run but you can’t hide you just gon’ die tired
my lil bruddas trash n*ggas, these n*ggas expired
short n*gga but that switch make me feel 6’5
she said some sl!ck sh*t about the lo’ , i let that sh*t slide
i ain’t even know this ain’t the post, found out the b*tch died
you book them bloodhounds for a show, gon’ have this b*tch live
you can get some bags or book of blow, might front what you buying
n*gga, all us drop ys, n*gga all these glock fire
ay, all these b*tches bops n*gga, no they not mine
we got blood for hire n*gga, tell me who hiring
we know you a liar n*gga, we know you lying
four n*ggas bounce out open fire n*gga, you know you dying
ima get my n*ggas out the trenches, i hope you trying
them n*ggas can’t f*ck wit’ us in nothing, tell them knock it off
all i drop is merch, these n*ggas dropping dimes and dropping salt

[verse 2: bloodhound lil jeff]
f*ck my opps them n*ggas hoes and we can get it on
30 shots up in my glock, on the back a fully on it
slap up in the same bed wit’ n*ggas i’m spinnin’ on
n*ggas hoes they ain’t your mans, watch who you call your bro
jumped his gate, until this day that n*gga still a hoe
tote micro drac, we switchin’ lanes
you play, shoot through the door
a n*gga play got caught broad day, left him outside the store
left him outside the store, switchy made him stop, drop and roll
you know i cannot go, bet a n*gga won’t play without gettin’ sent home
next n*gga we catch leave him wit’ his head gone
lil cuz be fried, man i think his head gone
really walking n*ggas down wit’ no mask on
only blood in my eyes, b*tch this a red zone
only blood in my eyes, b*tch this a red zone
we hop out, get sh*t over gone
i pop my sh*t in every song
n*gga know he gon die if he move wrong
(n*gga know he gon die if he move wrong)

- jb bin laden lyrics

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