lirik lagu road running – meech popout
intro: dre in this b*tch and you know he gon cookup, yeah!, haha(f*ck n*gga know what it is), p.o.p.o.u.t.l.c.g.l.g spin on a n*gga street, you know we faevaabang, we faevaa slang, n*gga play we gon bust his f*cking brain, n*gga on dave
chorus: road running taking trips for the cash, kicking them doors and we running from t[?], glock with a beam and that b*tch infrared, pull*up on a n*gga ask what he said, i got it the harder way like the r[?], if he play then we fill his body up with lead, dre in this b*tch and you know he gon cookup, drac with a drum i ain’t doing no push*up, i cannot beef with no n*gga who [put*up?], send me a hit and them youngins gon pull*up, feeling like papi i pour up in two cups, pop me a perk cuz lil pop tryna bootup, (dre in this b*tch and you know he gon cookup), f*ck n*gga talk like he real but he know us, f*ck n*gga say he gon spin come show us, these n*ggas hatin’ they don’t еven know us, b*tch i ain’t worried i know imma blowup
versе: we ’bout that action, we do not run to the ‘net when it’s smoke, i lost my brother we still 3 and 0, if i roll*up an opp i get high and i float, imma pour me a 4, i ain’t driving the boat, give a f*ck ’bout a hoe i just to woa’, dropping hit after hit so they call me the g.o.a.t, i still post at the sto’ selling sh*t for the low, take a flight out to florida and f*ck wit my zoes, b*tch we booming and b[?]ing come get you a z[?], put that stick in his face he gon lower his tone and i ride for my brothers n*gga right or wrong, imma burn me a n*gga put him in a song, if he speak on the pop we gon come to his home, b*tch i ride with a stick put this b*tch on yo dome, he was talking that sh*t now that lil n*gga gone, b*tch i don’t need a gang, i’ll slide on my own, in a rental i’m swerving i keep me a ratchet, if a f*ck n*gga play then i’m letting ’em have it, we ain’t thorwing no flags, we want all the status and we taking your racks since f*ck n*ggas flashing, i jump in the stu’ i do this with a passion, put the gas in the leaf i ain’t doing no passing, jump in a stolo! the e*way i’m smashing, we gon slide and go k!ll ’em for making status
chorus: road running taking trips for the cash, kicking them doors and we running from t[?], glock with a beam and that b*tch infrared, pull*up on a n*gga ask what he said, i got it the harder way like the r[?], if he play then we fill his body up with lead, dre in this b*tch and you know he gon cookup, drac with a drum i ain’t doing no push*up, i cannot beef with no n*gga who [put*up?], send me a hit and them youngins gon pull*up, feeling like papi i pour up in two cups, pop me a perk cuz lil pop tryna bootup, (dre in this b*tch and you know he gon cookup), f*ck n*gga talk like he real but he know us, f*ck n*gga say he gon spin come show us, these n*ggas hatin’ they don’t even know us, b*tch i ain’t worried i know imma blowup
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