We Run This lyrics

by

ZONE


[Verse 1: Smooth Being]
Freak Side
We running this sh*t, so stop trying to gun for the crown
We ain't f*cking around, who's loving the sound?
40 Tha God yeah I'm wavy, Bronx bound
So what's up, now?
n*ggas got static
Corcino, lemme' hold the banga'
Time to take out these clowns, chop-chop-chop 'em down
Like I'm Paul Bunyan now
No blue ox, got some Blue Dream though
Wanna hit that
You gon' be stuck in this b*tch
Yeah, I know you heard that sh*t
Eastcoast back in this b*tch
You can't see me though, I'm a solar eclipse
Yo Smooth, why ya' flow so cold?
My n*gga, I don't know
I just do the damn thing
We about the C.R.E.A.M
We just trying to eat
What you gonna do, when my team come through?
Ya, ya, ya, whoa ha
We live, we stay high
Making more noise in the booth than drive-by's
Boom, bye bye, another beat dies
Who's more real than my guys?
n*gga we keep it G
So I advise you to keep it a stack with me
Only potency
Up in the swisher
No love for weak sh*t
n*gga, I need my spliff
I like me a bad b*tch
So where they at?
Who wanna f*ck with the God?
Crushing all weak squads
Freak Side be the block
This is a Holocaust
n*gga we end all wars

[Hook: Smooth Being]
We ain't f*cking around on this side
We them guys, Eastside
We ride high, stay fly
Not talking bout Uncle Luke when I say we too live
Who want war?
Just bring it, gonna grind till the sun don't shine
Who running this? Oh, you don't know?
n*gga Freak Side
Freak Side, Freak Side
n*gga Freak Side
Freak Side

[Verse 2: Corcino]
Live by the sword, Freak Mouth
Die by the sword, freak out
Ya' want war, blood will pour
Live by the sword, Freak Mouth
Die by the sword, freak out
Ya' want war, blood will pour
Freak Side, n*gga
Freak Side, n*gga
Corcino be hardcore, clapping want an encore
Onslaught, on the spot
Knighted like Lancelot
Spit till my toungue drops
Run till ya' foamposite pops
I stay with a Glock
Ya' fly as pigeon flocks, mind on the guap
Mind on the dinero, ya' got zero
I ain't a superhero, just one dope ass negro
Don't listen to people
All my life, all I know
Is I gotta f*cking go
Prone to probe, own the globe
On this planet, it's granted
I beat ya' with granite
Freak Mouth savage, smoke up mad cabbage
We is tatted, ya tattered
I'm a bast*rd, my vocals shatter
Ya' average mind, it don't matter
Deadly as cancer, you the patient
I'm doing internal renovation
On my space ship, high
As we fly through the Matrix
Shiver shimmy shuttle shuffle
Master piece solve puzzles
Rabid dogs, no muzzles

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Zone]
Yeah, f*ck boys wanna play
They gon' get slayed, off the blade
On my A.K., I'm crazy
I kill you, what's the deal
Man, I love blood spill
My blades bigger then the ones on a windmill
Dude die, motherf*cking die mothef*cker
Stab you in the heart, splattered your ass like a fly
Shoot you in the ambulance, make you do the hammer dance
From my hammer man, then that thing go blam
I'm about to fake First 48 on the interstate
Put a pus*y motherf*cker on my f*cking dinner plate
Nina eat his face like an Italian steak
I'mma shark in the sea, and you looking like prey
You a flea, I'm a wasp
I'm a spider, you a moth
You ain't f*cking around with this side, Freak Side
Eastside, leave them R.I.P. right, right
Leave them R.I.P
I'm not a Facebook thug, I do not throw f*cking subs
No time for the games, b*tch catch a f*cking slug
What you heard, my aura's too hot
Two platinum D.E.'s, smooth ass Glocks
I beat your ass with coin filled socks
Visit your ass at the motherf*cking dock
Motherf*cker I'm insane, but I do maintain
If you say my name in vein I'm blowing out your f*cking brain
What side? Eastside
Freak Side, alright
Alright, motherf*cker kiss that ratchet goodnight

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