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Mike Luch
Mike Luch
Performer
Young Dice
Young Dice
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mike Luch
Mike Luch
Songwriter
Rene Trespalacios
Rene Trespalacios
Songwriter

Lyrics

Twin Towers Nico Yessman on the hook We had to run it up Run it up run it up run it up run it Run it up run it up run it up run it Run it up run it up run it up run it Run it up run it up Run it up run it up run it up run it Run it up run it up run it up run it Run it up run it up run it up run it Run it up run it up I'm running it up like number two Known in the hood nigga who is you Who want beef I'll stir that stew Kobe Bryant all I do is shoot I draw pop you you you and you Listen dude don't you be no dummy stupid fool If I don't know you just don't go Assuming that we cool No new friends feel like Drake and Kali do Behind the tints I'm smoking on that Maui goo Get them ends yeah rob you for the loot Strapped with a big old gun That handle pearl I draw and dump Let bullets hurl I feel like Gump I'm running the world you's a punk A hoe a girl you soft as fuck sweet like some syrup Play with them bucks your mom going tear up I'm running it up the next contestant Grinding got no time for resting hustling Since an adolescent destined To blow from dividends Leave a hole in your head no evidence Run it up run it up run it up run it Run it up run it up run it up run it Run it up run it up run it up run it Run it up run it up Run it up run it up run it up run it Run it up run it up run it up run it Run it up run it up run it up run it Run it up run it up Yo I'm back on my shit again you can not stop it I'm hard to the pitt again drop it You thinking you know me but you could just blow me So bitch hold ya breath 'fore they pop it No paying my ways for this The times I went and I laid for this I prayed for this I'm chasing what I know belonging to me So I aimed for this they cut you like calorie They bake and whip it they chef it like Sarah Lee I told you it's tragedy crown on my head bitch You fucking with majesty Hard times in the dark pit with a bad mind but I crawled out Doubled the profit then tripled the hustle Then flex like a muscle and balled out I'm hoping he hearing me He said he'd be there when I told him I needed him He said he believed in me and this is the reason They test I defeated them now run it run it run it I told these bitches I'm coming Run it run it Run it up run it up run it up run it Run it up run it up run it up run it Run it up run it up run it up run it Run it up run it up Run it up run it up run it up run it Run it up run it up run it up run it Run it up run it up run it up run it Run it up run it up
Writer(s): Rene Trespalacios Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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