WHO RUN IT FREESTYLE

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Charlie Heat & Fuego2000XL - Rap, Freestyle

WHO RUN IT FREESTYLE

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[Intro: DJ Paul & Tommy Genesis] Who run it? Who run it? Who run it? Who made the beat? Charlie Who run it? Who run it? Who run it? Who run it? Who run it? Who run it? Who run it? Who run it? Who run it? Who run it? Who run it? [Chorus: DJ Paul] These bitches ain't runnin' (runnin'!), shit but y'all mouth Cause the first hater step, the first hater get tossed out These bitches ain't runnin' (runnin'!), shit but y'all mouth Cause the first hater step, the first hater get tossed out These bitches ain't runnin' (runnin'!), shit but y'all mouth Cause the first hater step, the first hater get tossed out These bitches ain't runnin' (runnin'!), shit but y'all mouth Cause the first one a' y'all step, the first one I'm'a toss out [Verse 1: DJ Paul] These niggas got plenty Anna but they ain't got plenty guns I'm bustin' out luxury cars, still got these hoes on the run I'm hearin' plenty mean words, but ain't no actions to boot We can do some straight war for war, we can do some stickin' and movin' We can meet in the middle of these streets or in the middle of this ring I can pop your chest, plastic Glock, or pop your jaw diamond rings Bitch don't hate me hate the bank, for stacks of cheese that I take Or hate my shiny wristband, and big ass rims I rotate See people flip when I'm comin', got suckas sick at the stomach They wonderin' what I brought in, they wonderin' what I got comin' Niggas I'm comin' like this, off in your mouth like a bitch Trust me when you think of me, I'm bringing water, I'll start it [Verse 2: Juicy J] What's the business? It's that player that you love to hate, always see come out the bank Always have to mention my name, when you high on that drank Catch up with this boy you can't, cause you know I'm holdin' rank When you see the platinum Rolex with the ice it make you faint Through the streets now have you heard, 'bout the Mafia droppin' birds Runnin' from the narcs and cops, tossin' out the bags of herb Ain't afraid to pop the steel, hollow tips to make you feel If you wanna punk me out, Cartier's and a Dracula grill [Chorus: DJ Paul] These bitches ain't runnin' (runnin'!), shit but y'all mouth Cause the first hater step, the first hater get tossed out These bitches ain't runnin' (runnin'!), shit but y'all mouth Cause the first hater step, the first hater get tossed out [Outro: DJ Paul & Crunchy Black] I can't- Who run it? Who run it? Who run it? Who run it? Who run it? Who run it? Who run it? Who run it? Who run it? Who run it? Who run it? Who run it? Who run it? Who run it? Who run it? Who run it? Who run it? Who run it? Who run it? Who run it? Who run it? Who run it? Who run it? Who run it? Who run it?

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  • Charlie Heat