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We Run This Shit - текст песни



We Run This Shit


[Fat Joe]


Yo ah! You know who rule this shit


City is mine I blaze up like Diddy and Shyne


Anybody want beef with the D.O.N


Guaranteed it would be O.N


I could see your kint


Crouched up over in a humble position


Praying hard oh my god if he only would listen


Somos poco pero locos my trienta ocho a leave you roto


The side of your face the size of a plate


For hiding the weight you just should of give it


My squad bring horror to rap like Wes Craven


Any track I spitted on, I shitted on


Anybody disagree'n with that we could get it on


Keep a fitted on to match the rest of my clothing


Got a ill with just the leapardcan showing


And he got a pipe in his mouth that's how


Like to see the fiend with a pipe in they mouth (nigga)


If my bitch a disrespect shot light in the couch


Best believe I'm a squeeze this freaking pipe in his mouth


I'm the kid that they yapping about they just won't stop


Pearl white Cadillac you got it drop





Yeah, yeah Crack that how how we got to put down my nigga


We got to run neck to neck with these niggas, lets go





[Chorus]


We run this shit, Terror Squad


We run this shit, Terror Squad





[Fat Joe]


Case closed casket closed


But is over for y'all brains splattered on the wall


Arms is missing


Everything we seek is the truth far from fiction


Hope y'all not far from listening


Game over up north style pillowcase full of soda


I warned y'all ah


And I usually don't do that


I usually put the tool were your tooth at


And introduced you to Jesus to the chrome


Three seconds after that is a rap for your dome


And I hate to paint a picture so perfect


Believe me dog is just for calling the act makes me nervous


My soul purpose is to rep for real


My no Camazari niggas having the death of mills


You slept on Crillz now the kids backs


With the fourth fifth griz gat


Leave your vision pitched black





Yeah, yeah Crack we need to represent nigga


We to strong to real for these niggas


Lets move





[Chorus]


We run this shit, Terror Squad


We run this shit, Terror Squad



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