BANGDANA RED - Who Run It Freestyle

Extendo on the glizzy looking like it got a hard on
Your money slowing up like it's popping oxycodone
A solid nigga in your click I bet u couldn't show one
Balls is what you born with it's to late for you to grow some
Mercad izzo I don't trust a motherfucking soul but my pistol
Hit the grind when it's time to eat hungry hippo
Pockets started slim now my pockets on lizzo
Niggaz no who run it they just kiss the ring
Most these niggaz gargling with dicksterine
Ain't scared of anybody nigga I fight anybody
Feeling sick I'm sipping henny that's my antibody
No credit nigga straight cash fuck a bank card
Woke up in the morning with a vision got to thank god
Touch one of mine gun spitting like a retard
I'm feeling like a retard
Just cause they claiming don't mean that them niggaz banging
Just cause they got it don't mean that them niggaz slanging
These niggaz leasing them flags they making payments
Talkin in the precinct they don't make it to arraignment
Got these new niggaz running homie how they run this shit
Make them run they jewels
Run they pockets
Make them run his bitch
Take his watch from him like it's my time now nigga
Take the phone from him like it's slot time now nigga
Pistol gang gang free the gang gang nigga
Probably rep the same gang but ain't the same little nigga
I put in pain you just go through pain little nigga
I move the cane you just use the cane little nigga
Haters wanna see me sweat but I never let them
They bitches want to suck a nigga off but I don't let them
Probably trying to line me up but I never let them
If they want to take a slug from my pistol im a let them
Fuck a opp nigga fuck a cop and you niggaz to
That's my story and I'm sticking to it nigga super glue
Smoking on gorilla glue in a gorilla mood
How u claiming five but won't ride for the five I will get rid of you
Fuck your stripes nigga you'll get shot in your adidas suit
Pay a creep just to creep on niggaz that be creeping through
Talking beef All I'm smelling is some cheese steaks
Now niggaz want to find god
Win a free trip like a sweepstakes
More then a loop hole in them weak case
Bang why you do them like that For Pete sakes
Learned how to talk sideways with a straight face
About sex and money baby you know murder is the the case

Written by:
Bangdana Red

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