Yung Kayos - Runnin Ya Mouth (feat. Joell Ortiz)

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Uh, I hear you running your mouth
Talking about how you the best out
Like I went south
Like I ain't standing here with my chest out
Poking my bubble vest out
Know how many years rap has been stressed out
Trying to write the kind of rhymes that I left out of a song
You rap cowards are more on the day the hour is gone
While I'm alive y'all won't give me my flowers
Cause I'm a thorn in your side
That's a right I'ma keep poking
The beast woke in the middle of the night
Sheets soaking with teeth broken
That's cause I took a bite out my dreams hoping it never stops
I only see L's at 3 o'clock when I peek at my watch
Laugh at these lists that I ain't on
I should be at the top
And that's as clear as arasol
I'm there if you see me or not
I remember not having gas inside the hoop
So I added the coupe
And the pickup got a panoramic roof
The chain dangles
Every angle looking like a kaleidoscope
Shining so the finest hoses
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
I hear them talking but they ain't saying nothing
I hear them talking but they ain't saying nothing
I hear them talking but they ain't saying nothing
I hear them talking but they ain't saying nothing
Keep running your mouth and I guarantee that I'ma bomb on ya
Keep running your mouth and I guarantee that I'ma bomb on ya
Keep running your mouth and I guarantee that I'ma bomb on ya
Keep running your mouth and I guarantee that I'ma bomb on ya
Let's take a trip to the past
Back to the times when I sat in the lab
With a pen and a pad
Thinking bout the things that I had
Niggas stay runnin in they mouth
They say I'm moving too fast
But they heart feel more pussy than a maxi pad
Get it
I hear them talking but they ain't saying shit (Naw)
They popping off but they ain't spraying shit (Naw)
Don't get it twisted dog I been in my bag
If it was up to me you niggas would've been in the trash (HA HA)
Still in the hood and busting the full clips
The nine on my hip make you niggas do full flips
Talking big on the past when I was messed out
I ride through the city in the Benz nigga I'm flex now
I go hard either way that I'm coming never running
Hollow tip bullets penetrate through your stomach
Keep running your dick suckers we gon' see what it do
And if it's fuck me nigga then it's fuck you too
I hear them talking but they ain't saying nothing
Keep running your mouth and I guarantee that I'ma bomb on ya

Written by:
Joell Ortiz, Oil Temper, Ray Taylor

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