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lirik lagu run it – lil dell

[verse 1: lil dell]
i need a couple m’s if i sign a deal (sign a deal)
my n-gg- bought three quarters of a mil’
i know some n-gg-s h-t the road just to steal (just to steal)
i know some n-gg-s sending loads from the hills
i know some n-gg-s comin’ home on appeals
told my b-tch i wanna f-ck, i’m comin’ home on a pill (on a pill)
you knew what it was, you supposed to keep it real (keep it real)
get that sh-t in blood or get it how you live

[verse 2: frozonee]
frozonee, b-tch, you better chill
it’s frozonee, b-tch, b-tch, this sh-t for real (woah, woah)
i’m steady poppin’ percocets, i make her feel me
i go by frozonee, b-tch, this the real me
foreign b-tch look like she kaepernick, lil’ sister made her kneel
he had to post up in the bricks, i’m on the block just like shaquille
my fn strong, we get it on, you think i’m cappin’, ask lil bill
b-tch, leave me ‘lone, don’t call my phone, i got a play, no time to chill

[verse 3: lil dell]
came in the game, i’m tryna leave a mark (leave a mark)
went on a chase, i gotta lead the narcs (lead the narcs)
if i catch a case, i gotta beat the charge (beat the charge)
they was tryna add a case, i’m tryna beat the odds (beat the odds, yeah, yeah)
i’ve been chillin’, don’t know how they aggravate the charge
i ain’t trippin’, but i hope the rap game take me far
they ain’t seen me in a minute, guess i made it far
he dive in that water, now he hangin’ with the sharks

[verse 4: frozonee]
fourth of july, we shoot them b-tches ’til we see a spark (gang)
she f-cked me while i had a b-tch, she know to play her part
and she gon’ f-ck my brother too ’cause he gon’ play his cards
that lil’ ho know better not to play me if that ho was smart
i used to tote on the .380, quick to flame a star
even though she ridin’ with her baby, she gon’ take the charge

[verse 5: lil dell]
he up them ar pistols like he play guitar, shooting star
he’ll crash a n-gg-, this right here a star, pull lil’ man card
send some bullets to your brain, make you stop for lookin’ hard

[verse 6: frozonee]
them crackers sn-tchin’ up the bros and kickin’ doors ’cause we them n-gg-s
if you wan’ book me for a show, i need a bow, pull up at dealer
it wasn’t no practice with coach avery, we gon’ post up at the fricker
i pray to god that they free all my n-gg-s
n-gg-s snitchin’ on the squad, cut ’em off, delete the pictures
i been x-ing n-gg-s out just for to see the bigger picture
i had the whole gang up in this b-tch, they chasin’ us like liquor

- lil dell

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