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lirik lagu run for it (remix) – minglo

[verse 1: minglo]
huh
all i know is money homie, you ain’t got no cash out
.40 on my chain, it ain’t a thing, minglo stand out
glo gang, we tatted up, b*tch, it’s time to bring them bands out
big money, two seats, what the f*ck yo mans ’bout?
blow it so fast, woudl’ve thought, i brought them bands out
if she f*ckin’ me then she gotta f*ck my mans now
man, i swear it’s goin’ down zaza smoke by the pound
it’s so hard to keep me down ’cause i smoke a lotta loud
minglo yeah i got it now
catch me in yo projects, nah
i be outta town and now
ballin’ in they outta bounce
80 in my denim, only when we’re chillin’
chillin’ with glo gang b*tch
we just valley living

[chorus: minglo]
way back in the days, they ain’t wanna holla
now they on a n*gga like a twitter, they gon’ follow
switches on my phone, all i make is dollars
i’ma run for it, run for it, run
choppеr hold a hunna, hopin’ he ain’t trippin’
i stay on my mission, you might come out missin’ n*gga
i lay a n*gga down, but i ain’t goin’ back to prison
i’ma run for it, run for it, run
[verse 2: terentino]
off white scat pack, policе can’t catch me
flyin’ up and down the block with 3 b*tches with me
i got b*tches turnt off molly, liquor store for henny
come on b*tch you know wassup
gon’ gon’ hit the cup
double g jacket on, paid like 2 bucks
palms angel jacket on with some white ones
baby, if you think i’m trickin’, got the wrong one
own crib, own car, i got it off the mud
my n*ggas, they ain’t got it all, you play with me you dust
chick*fil*a cups filled up with mud
quartier watch on, this b*tch hit in the dark
me and glo spent 100k, i don’t carry no ones

[chorus: minglo]
way back in the days, they ain’t wanna holla
now they on a n*gga like a twitter, they gon’ follow
switches on my phone, all i make is dollars
i’ma run for it, run for it, run
chopper hold a hunna, hopin’ he ain’t trippin’
i stay on my mission, you might come out missin’ n*gga
i lay a n*gga down, but i ain’t goin’ back to prison
i’ma run for it, run for it, run
way back in the days, they ain’t wanna holla
now they on a n*gga like a twitter, they gon’ follow
switches on my phone, all i make is dollars
i’ma run for it, run for it, run
chopper hold a hunna, hopin’ he ain’t trippin’
i stay on my mission, you might come out missin’ n*gga
i lay a n*gga down, but i ain’t goin’ back to prison
i’ma run for it, run for it, run
[verse 3: capo]
n*gga owe me money better run forrest, run
tweakin’ with the glo better have yo gun (bang bang)
doowop, he too thirsty, man, he shoot for fun
f*ckin’ up them checks, f*ckin’ up the funs
same thang, thangs hang, glizzy bang bang
i ain’t never had sh*t but i maintain (nah, nah)
stomp a n*gga out like mane caine (meance ii society)
minglo pull up in a black ‘rarri (skrt, skrt)
b*tch, these balmains on me, they ain’t no ed hardy
yo b*tch ain’t tryna suck us then she can’t party (nah, nah)
smokin’ og, sippin’ lean (dope, drink)
mansions, cars, my biggest dreams the biggest thing

- minglo

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