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I'm sayin', we ain't never gonna run, though (run, though) You playin' but you got the right one, though (one, though) You can get it hot, boy, we get it poppin' Run up if you want some You gon' have a problem, yeah I'm sayin', we ain't never gonna run, though (run, though) You playin' but you got the right one, though (one, though) You can get it hot, boy, we get it poppin' Run up if you want some You gon' have a problem, yeah You's the chiki-chiki-pow, motherfucker, die, go to hell Fry 'em, like some chicken, they surprised that I'm doin' well If they was on fire, I wouldn't piss on 'em, let 'em melt They ain't gon' survive, I'm too live, they gon' need some help Listen, I get down, when it's time, I'ma pop it off Shit went to his head, he fucked around, so I knocked it off You get it? Shit went to his head, so I knocked it- Fuck it, I'ma be the man, 'til I die, kick the bucket Every beat I'm on, I beat it up, like that's the last supper Yeah, fuck top ten, I'm the one, motherfucker What's wrong? Lookin' like you just got smacked by a brick Country rap, on this bitch, finally back on my shit, boy I'm sayin', we ain't never gonna run, though (run, though) You playin' but you got the right one, though (one, though) You can get it hot, boy, we get it poppin' Run up if you want some You gon' have a problem, yeah Stay hungry, we was waitin' for the moment For the day, they let them country boys in Let them country boys This one for my fuckin' people, at the bottom Bitch, they say we wasn't ever gon' win Wasn't ever gon' Motherfucker, jumpin' out the gym Holy moly, can't control 'em Ain't seen nothin' like this C-c-country rap tune, since I was j-just a kid Finally, hooked up with my brothers, that's doin' the same shit Bitch, hold up, now, they say they know us John, kindness, I see the Kentucky, all the way to Monroe Bitch, you know what we come for, we only do it Dumbo Deep down in Louisiana, this is what we callin' Gumbo Come on I'm sayin', we ain't never gonna run, though (run, though) You playin', but you got the right one, though (one, though) You can get it hot, boy, we get it poppin' Run up if you want some You gon' have a problem, yeah Steel in my pocket, but no stealer Country boys beside me, same size as stone pillars Got it out the mud, hard work with no tillers Always on the go an' so real, we gorillas One thing's for certain, motherfuckers, we don't run Don't do the internet shit, 'cause it's no fun Talkin' all that online gangsta, they're subliminal Aim at which facts are, you never name no one (oh, yeah) When these clowns are out of tricks, and they bags low They start to act like girls, now the circus a drag show Take off your skirts, sit down your purses Come see me in person Until then, I'ma get right back to workin' (let's go, let's go) I'm sayin', we ain't never gonna run, though (run, though) You playin', but you got the right one, though (one, though) You can get it hot, boy, we get it poppin' Run up if you want some You gon' have a problem, yeah From behind the Georgia pines, there's nowhere to run and hide Better stay your ass inside, keep a gun, to stay alive Wait, hol' up, who's that tryna roll up? That's that motherfucker, talkin' shit, but never show up Yeah, I was raised to make a home, even if I was alone Never had no pot to piss in, had to make it, on my own Now, I'm grown, put in work, get that money by the trunk Got a house, bunch of land and a closet full of guns Used to ride around town, bumpin' pocket full of stones Now I'm on tour, poppin' and I'm rockin' out these shows Still, know how to lock and load, where I'm from, we never fold If you've got a problem, come and holler at me on the road I'm sayin', we ain't never gonna run, though (run, though) You playin', but you got the right one, though (one, though) You can get it hot, boy, we get it poppin' Run up if you want some You gon' have a problem, yeah I'm sayin' we ain't never gonna run, though (run, though) You playin', but you got the right one, though (one, though) You can get it hot, boy, we get it poppin' Run up if you want some You gon' have a problem, yeah
Writer(s): Adam Bradley Calhoun, John Brodnax, Demun Jones, Dusty Leigh Esterley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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