Who Run It (Remix) lyrics

[Intro]
(Aye Ewell, b*tch) Dooski Tha f*ckin’ Mad Man. (You know what the f*ck it is, Dooski Tha f*ckin man b*tch) Ya’ll know how the f*ck I’m comin’, Scrapp Gang, M.O.B. sh*t n*gga. (Aye man you know what the f*ck it is, Scrapp Gang, M.O.B. sh*t, b*tch, you know) You know, oh yeah,(Oh yeah, oh yeah, ain't for none lil’ b*tch) but good luck though man

[Verse]
Who the f*ck want war with us?
Shootin’ a couple shots, and they scared
I remember they was ridin’ through Frontstreet, lookin’ for Keef and Lil Here
When I pull up them n*ggas just run, I swear that sh*t was hilarious
They come back through, pah pah pah, missed every shot that’s embarrassing
I stay with my blick like I’m married bih’, half you n*ggas don’t carry it
We 4 deep, wit’ 4 heats, ain't got a stash at all, 12 behind us I’m bailin’ it
I get in the jam I ain’t saying sh*t, I’ll small talk, all irrelevant
Got a brand new .30 and it’s fresh out the box, I swear it ain’t cеlibate
Lil Moe came through, blеw all his shot up, a Beretta turned n*gga into a mannequin
Head shot, last shot, 5 shot, back shot, can’t breathe now a n*gga start panicking
Ski’d off, pull up on a thot b*tch, tell her “get in, gonna need that head again’
We had the b*tch rollin’ like a ferris wheel, tricking off? n*gga you’ll never see it

n*gga I’m the man, apparently, VVS diamonds, clarity
You tryna take this and get buried, and then take a pic of his barrel
I come ‘fore sh*t can get terrible, pus*y n*gga slide, we dare ya
My n*ggas do hits for errands, threw in a chain for they parents
That’s how a n*gga move, never went to school
All I used to do was slide, where Scrapp at?
Hop out with the tool, like man where the f*ck these n*ggas at? They ain't outside
These n*ggas in the crib looking outside, they ain’t really want war, n*gga stop lying
‘Fore I come through blowin’ my Glock nine, hop out, n*gga all you see is gunfire
Bang n*gga, half you n*ggas ain’t gang, n*gga, Ion even f*ck with lame n*ggas, so half n*ggas can’t hang with us, lame n*gga
Bullets hit ya, they rearrange ya n*gga, where was you when it was rainin’ n*gga?
They took our lil’ ones, we coming back for the pain lil’ n*gga
Summer time, sh*t changed n*gga, life guy real active
f*ck ‘em b*tches tell em’ stuff it, don’t wanna talk or rematch
And you been f*ckin’ the guys, b*tch you ain’t getting a ride
Said she only want me? b*tch you know you a freak
I treat my opps like step-kids, say somethin’ wrong whoop they ass 20 times
Folks called said he got a bag on him, where he at, n*gga who the stain?
I might hop out to shoot a n*gga, pointing it, where the f*ck I aim?
Yeah these bullets gone’ rain n*gga, yeah these bullets go brain n*gga
f*ck the n*gga and f*ck where he from n*gga, f*ck wherever a n*gga came, n*gga
Come for b*tches? That’s lame n*ggas, I might let the whole gang hit her
Catch a body switch lanes n*gga, stomp a n*gga like Cain n*gga
Stay there to see the brains fall, n*gga you ain’t leavin, we insane n*gga

(Hold up wait thats 12, take off on ‘em)

I did the race, I got a shorty, he stay with the .40
I still run right at ‘em, you run in your place
He think you dirty, take off in a hurry, you takin’ ya safe and ya back on the 8
Back on the 8
I got a shorty, he stay with the .40
I still run right at ‘em, you run in your place
He think you dirty, take off in a hurry, you takin’ ya safe and ya back on the 8
[Outro]
[Dooski Tha Man]
Im so f*ckin’ high, b*tch it’s a movie
On Foe Nem grave, huh?
Aye Dooski Tha Mothaf*ckin’ Mad Man, ya’ll know how the f*ck I’m comin’ man, you know
It’s a f*ckin movie b*tch, man Imma buss so hard on that b*tch, aye lil’ bi-, aye lil’ b*tch get the- get the f*ck away from me lil hoe, ay lil- hmmhm hmmhm

[10Mille]
Now put them heats down G, we epic as hell in this car. I know like 100 white people saw us yo-

[Lil moe]
Man f*ck that, we finna ride with the whole bunch right here