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let it burn - g2 roxkout lyrics

(intro)
he tried to run that stick had caught (stick had caught him)
what he say let that sh*t burn
this that babykia flow n*gga already know how we rocking n*gga

[chorus]
i’m tryna run that n*gga down i’m tryna smack his friend
big ass arp hop out the window swing it out my pants
b*tch we don’t grow weed we hit at opps to make new strains
n*ggas really hoes point that stick at his feet and make him dance
me and gang pull them sticks out so fast that you won’t get a glance
i’m tryn hop out have (ahhhh) i’m tryna hop out on a opp and run him down and make him prance
n*ggas capping for the hoes they think that that’s gone give them bands
building sticks just like they legos i feel like a handy man
b*tch don’t let me get the drop i pop out cuts like boogeyman
you know what f*ck them poles, i might just beat his ass likе a caveman
that n*gga tried to run we swung all of thе door up on that van

[verse 1:g2 roxkout]
he tried to run but won’t get far i’m a throw hand grenades (boom)
lil’ bro drop potion in his drink just like its lemonade
he tried to slide with a sccy9 he need a upgrade
that glocky hit that n*gga in the mouth his t**th bout decayed
we building all these sticks i’m started to feel like stewie griffin
sending blitz just like its madden, when i say hut they go and get him
i ain’t talking nfl when i say we tapping heads
n*ggas steady wolfin’ on the net i think you n*ggas fed
b*tch i’ll slide in any weather, you can catch me on a sled
[verse 2: p1 henxhman]
(my ruger, f*ck) (aye pass me that glock man i don’t care what gen it is, let me get that)
my ruger jammed and i still hit
guess they say i’m certified when i quickdraw and up my bl!ck
we took a tour all through my opps hood like “oh look he ain’t on sh*t”
we give him them sh*lls like tag you it
we double back and more got hit
we handle bidness hop out with ,40
belt2ass just like his pops, i f*cked his mom, you go ask maury (“you are the father”)
we hit these thotties from the back like back to back, no strings attached
threw him a front, i need that back
my n*gga blitzen on that yard, he ktb, kreep through the back (hmm)
get in that mode that’s when i get him
i’m with rod, hop out with 2 rods, on that block boy we go fishing (cmere’ boy gang)
he say he slime but we ain’t seen him
give him 2*4 like he kobe, i step, i r*i*p him (24)

[chorus:]
i’m tryna run that n*gga down i’m tryna smack his friend
big ass arp hop out the window swing it out my pants
b*tch we don’t grow weed we hit at opps to make new strains
n*ggas really hoes point that stick at his feet and make him dance
me and gang pull them sticks out so fast that you won’t get a glance
i’m tryn hop out have (ahhhh) i’m tryna hop out on a opp and run him down and make him prance
n*ggas capping for the hoes they think that that’s gone give them bands
building sticks just like they legos i feel like a handy man
b*tch don’t let me get the drop i pop out cuts like boogeyman
you know what f*ck them poles, i might just beat his ass like a caveman
that n*gga tried to run we swung all of the door up on that van

- g2 roxkout lyrics

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