Running - Kool G Rap, Saigon, Termanology

Running - Kool G Rap, Saigon, Termanology

Альбом
Return of the Don
Год
2017
Язык
`Engelska`
Длительность
282300

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Running

Kool G Rap, Saigon, Termanology

Young or old, never fold, never catch me running

Following protocol and keeping the system running

Competition we gunning, your spot you better run it

So many years in the game but yet we still running

Young or old, never fold, never catch me running

Following protocol and keeping the system running

Competition we gunning, your spot you better run it

So many years in the game but yet we still running

Most important thing you got in this life is your health

Don’t distort it or destroy acquiring wealth

It’s like a storm around the corner just fire in hell

No more crying for help, now I rely on myself

I decided I felt enough pain, fuck shame

I’m still picking up sluts, fucking them in the Mustang

Man I never trust a bitch cause these slut dames

Play smut games, throw dirt in your shit like what name

The devil is evil, sometimes it come as your friend

But that’s the one he sent to deceive you

Your eyes open enough, just for me to read through

Keep sneaking end up in Satan’s bed with his people

I never mislead you, speaking you the truth to the end

In the church, tears pouring again

I roll with the drug smugglers, hustlers and the G’s

But still pour my heart out when it comes to these beats

Young or old, never fold, never catch me running

Following protocol and keeping the system running

Competition we gunning, your spot you better run it

So many years in the game but yet we still running

Young or old, never fold, never catch me running

Following protocol and keeping the system running

Competition we gunning, your spot you better run it

So many years in the game but yet we still running

I hurt your feelings buddy, we working with silly money

You playing with silly putty, your nose is still putty

Pockets is real chubby, sort of like Checker

G your home wrecker, fuck up your home sector

Is she a bone inspector, you get the chrome Heckler

Just eat your dome flesh up, I’ll give you stone pressure

We tryna raise bread up, my shit can raise the dead up

Twenty eight days later, zombie bullets ate your face up

The nickel plate face up, Nicholas Cage your face off

Come in and knock your face off, my lawyer knock the case off

You better knock your shit off, Homie I knock your shit off

Five, Four, Three, Two, One, Zero rocket lift off

Come in your hit get lost, you cross the line get crossed

Nothing in line big boss, I flick your mind switch off

His whole line kick off, remember times in the North

Now bring it down to the south, and let 'em find shit out

Young or old, never fold, never catch me running

Following protocol and keeping the system running

Competition we gunning, your spot you better run it

So many years in the game but yet we still running

Young or old, never fold, never catch me running

Following protocol and keeping the system running

Competition we gunning, your spot you better run it

So many years in the game but yet we still running

Put this dick in your bitch, budonkadonk

See me in the honkajonk, probably a pump in the trunk

Yah niggas pumps in the bump

MC Hammer ass nigga, your papers getting thin

Tell the truth, you ain’t see me getting in, but I did it again

Major deals, Sony pub, entourage, ratchet Monday

Never had a hit, but shit nigga made a stack of money

I’m the definition of what legends should be

Is it me, nobody better than G and they never could be

You could not compare entertainer to an innovator

But his songs do not belong in the incinerator

It’s like he Rakim’s cousin, like he kin to Jada

But its no relation, his flow come with extended flavor

Hard work and dedication, like he Floyd boy

Hell nah, y’all ain’t fucking with your boy boy

He went from Ill Street Blues, to spitting real street news

A real street dude, you might wanna avoid boy

Young or old, never fold, never catch me running

Following protocol and keeping the system running

Competition we gunning, your spot you better run it

So many years in the game but yet we still running

Young or old, never fold, never catch me running

Following protocol and keeping the system running

Competition we gunning, your spot you better run it

So many years in the game but yet we still running

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