We Run This Sh*t (edited album version)-Fat Joe

歌手 : Fat Joe

专辑 : Loyalty (Edited version)

语种 : 英语

时长 : 03:57

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TXT We Run This Sh*t (edited album version)-Fat Joe 文本歌词

We Run This Sh*t (edited album version) - Fat Joe

Yo ah you know who rule this sh*t

City is mine I blaze up like diddy and shyne

Anybody want beef with the d o n

Guaranteed it would be o n

I could see your kint

Crouched up over in a humble position

Praying hard oh my god if he only would listen

Somos poco pero locos my trienta ocho a leave you roto

The side of your face the size of a plate

For hiding the weight you just should of give it

My squad bring horror to rap like wes craven

Any track I spitted on I shitted on

Anybody disagreen with that we could get it on

Keep a fitted on to match the rest of my clothing

Got a ill with just the leapardcan showing

And he got a pipe in his mouth that's how

Like to see the fiend with a pipe in they mouth ni**a

If my ***** a disrespect shot light in the couch

Best believe I'm a squeeze this freaking pipe in his mouth

I'm the kid that they yapping about they just won't stop

Pearl white Cadillac you got it drop

Yeah yeah crack that how how we got to put down my ni**a

We got to run neck to neck with these niggas lets go

We run this sh*t terror squad

Case closed casket closed

But is over for yall brains splattered on the wall

Arms is missing

Everything we seek is the truth far from fiction

Hope yall not far from listening

Game over up north style pillowcase full of soda

I warned yall ah

And I usually don't do that

I usually put the tool were your tooth at

And introduced you to Jesus to the chrome

Three seconds after that is a rap for your dome

And I hate to paint a picture so perfect

Believe me dog is just for calling the act makes me nervous

My soul purpose is to rep for real

My no camazari niggas having the death of mills

You slept on crillz now the kids backs

With the fourth fifth griz gat

Leave your vision pitched black

Yeah yeah crack we need to represent ni**a

We to strong to real for these niggas

Lets move

We run this sh*t terror squad