Run The City lyrics

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Hook:

Run the city like a head of state
30 on me can't hesitate
Diamonds on me can’t hold my shine
Brick move can't waste no time
Boss status can't wait in no line
Real n*ggas only f*ck with my kind
Big bloods only f*ck with my slime
Real n*ggas showing love to my grind
Did it all n*gga under the sun
Ducking cops n*gga stay on the run
Flip packs n*gga balling my son
Catch a dime she going to f*ck me for fun
Finesse king hit her no gun
Serving pizza n*gga no papa johns
Mob sh*t you know I’m the DON
1 call n*gga hit em and done

Verse 1:

Cinco n*gga know I'm a solider
No shorts n*gga know what he told u
Quarter mill n*gga know what he owe u
30 on em n*gga know he will fold you
Bust checks run up accounts
Quarter sack run up a ounce
Ace of spades n*gga drinking rose'
Spot in TEXAS n*gga house on the bay
Weedman n*gga stay in LA
Pack small n*gga get out tha way
Big dog trying to f*ck up my play
Thousand pounds we can move in a day
Enough clout get her hit in the face
Main girl get hit in the Rari
Cold case get you put in a safe
Cold peacher make you turn into Mase
Will whippin' you gone blow up the base
Free women you gon f*ck up the chase
2 cups imma go outta space
Chains on me n*gga look how they place
Real diamonds ain't rocking no fake
Drop bands n*gga rocking some bape
King Kong n*gga you know I go APE
Applying pressure then a n*gga gon skate
Hook:

Run the city like head of state
30 on me can't hesitate
Diamonds on me can't hold my shine
Brick move can't waste no time
Boss status can’t wait in no line
Real n*ggas only f*ck with my kind
Big bloods only f*ck with my slime
Real n*ggas showing love to my grind
Did it all n*gga under the sun
Ducking cops n*gga stay on the run
Flip packs n*gga balling my son
Catch a dime she going to f*ck me for fun
Finesse king hit her no gun
Serving pizza n*gga no papa johns
Mob sh*t you know I’m the DON
1 call n*gga hit em and done

Verse 2: Will A Fool

Big bells bring em' down and we move em ‘
Ain’t a certain amount I ain't gon move it
Steady winning ain't never no losing
Main ho I had to recruit her
Bought a choppa wit a 30 round clip
n*gga play then his movie will get clipped
Ain't no running when you know what it is
Real movie n*gga without the script
Money moves when we takin dem trips
Pocket full with the thing on my hip
Came from nothing throwing bands in tha vip
Driving a foreign straight off the ship
Foot on the gas you in the rear
Foot on the gas you in the rear
I gotta pay gotta hop on a lure
Work touch down pop trunk on the kill
We do this sh*t over and over again
Do it some more then I go cop the Benz
Switch up the lanes when I tight up my ends
Because you know everything come to an end
Run up the money you know what it is
Started from nothing n*gga now we here
I got 30 thousand that’s just for my wrist
n*ggas mad because I live and they wish
Hook:

Run the city like head of state
30 on me can't hesitate
Diamonds on me can't hold my shine
Brick move can't waste no time
Boss status can't wait in no line
Real n*ggas only f*ck with my kind
Big bloods only f*ck with my slime
Real n*ggas showing love to my grind
Did it all n*gga under the sun
Ducking cops n*gga stay on the run
Flip packs n*gga balling my son
Catch a dime she going to f*ck me for fun
Finesse king hit her no gun
Serving pizza n*gga no papa johns
Mob sh*t you know I'm the DON
1 call n*gga hit em and done
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