MBlokk BaBy - Runnin' (feat. MBlokk BG)

BG on this bitch and we gonna pull up on a niggas blokkk
We gonna shoot em 9 times we gonna make his heart stop
Green bean at his chest and we gonna make them fukking bodies drop
Shoot that nigga in the head COD head shot
It's gonna be a homicide
We not pussy we gonna slide
We gonna make sure that you die And we gonna watch yo momma cry
Run up on me you get split
Tell yo dad he raised a bitch
Yeah i'm on that Mblokk shit
Play wit me you getting hit bitch
Pull up with 9s
We gonna pull up with the mac 11
Pussy try to play
We gonna send his ass straight to heaven
Like my brother said
He really pussy in real life
Told that nigga push up
We can do this shit all night
Don't a pussy come outside
Drop the addy we gonna slide
You bet not run you bet not hide
Cause this can be a drive by
Yeah you is dead nigga
Fill yo blokk with red nigga
Fill yo face with led nigga
And you heard what i said nigga
All that talkin look who duckin
On the block like I'm drumund
I ain't talkin I ain't fussin we got all these pussies runnin'
The way we spin they think we beyblades
Run up on me bitch and you slayed
In the cut like a band aid
Talkin shit bitch now you played
EBK bitch yeah I'm everybody's killer
I'm the king of the jungle bitch I been top gorilla
Talkin out yo neck you gon die and we gon kill ya
You be cappin in yo songs pussy bitch no i don't feel ya
Ima Shoot until the fucking gun click
Run up on me get the whole clip
Shoot and watch his soul dip
Better tint out yo whip
Smack a nigga like will smith
Turn that nigga into a myth
I know some P's who bang the 5th
Nah I can't be fucked with
On yo block with a dirty gun bitch nigga you bet not run
I do this rapping shit just for the fun
Fuck the peace I ain't squashing nun
These hoes up in my business I don't even know these hoes
Ima Rock out with this Glock and my bro brought me the pole
He'll die behind his bitch before he die behind his dead homie
Niggas think I'm lacking run up on me got that lead on me
You would think I'm 12 when I pull up niggas fled on me
Pull up on the block and you know I got that yeah on me
Got yo main bitch in my phone tryna link
But I ain't gon hit cause I know that it stink
And I always got it on me I don't know what u think
I'll up this bitch and blow before you even fuckin blink
All that talkin look who duckin
On the block like I'm drumund
I ain't talkin I ain't fussin we got all these pussies runnin'
The way we spin they think we beyblades
Run up on me bitch and you slayed
In the cut like a band aid
Talkin shit bitch now you played
Boom boom
W I C K E D
Wicked ENT
I'm in this bitch with baby
Baby k
Whop whop whop whop whop

Written by:
Kamri Jackson

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