Run ’Em Off

Lyrics

[Intro: Lord Infamous sample] Mafia [Chorus: OG Maco] Run 'em off, all my niggas won't say nothin' Run 'em off, all my niggas won't say nothin' Oh Lord, prayin' my niggas they stay thuggin' Oh Lord, prayin' my niggas they stay thuggin' [Verse 1: DJ Paul] I hit the club with the top off Rolls Royce drop (?) which I dropped off Walk up in that bitch slo-mo, leanin' sideways We already been blowin' since the highway V.I.P, already on some list shit Already got some bad bitches on my guest list They already know the biz, they ain't gotta guess it After the club and the Moet every hoe get a dick And they let a nigga smoke on that magic (?) in the club (?) automatic Drinkin' on them magnums, pocket full of magnums If it pop off - .357, a magnum [Chorus: OG Maco] Run 'em off, all my niggas won't say nothin' Run 'em off, all my niggas won't say nothin' Oh Lord, prayin' my niggas they stay thuggin' Oh Lord, prayin' my niggas they stay thuggin' [Verse 2: Jon Connor] What the fuck you lookin' round for Rap niggas get it all day where I'm from here Fuck around and kickin' in ya mom door Shot through the side, through the back (?) I know nigga, trick trick tongues out This a motherfuckin no fly zone nigga [Chorus: OG Maco] Run 'em off, all my niggas won't say nothin' Run 'em off, all my niggas won't say nothin' Oh Lord, prayin' my niggas they stay thuggin' Oh Lord, prayin' my niggas they stay thuggin' [Verse 3: Compton Menace] This shit crazy Sware they never seen it coming Ain't even know that [?] pop off [?] crazy came through in the foreign Top down and [?] bitch [?] top off [?] all up in the [?] I'm celebrating, gotta do it for the hood, right [?] and I sware [?] kept it real Know it's real when I pop off I'm on the grind, so I'm never taking time off Making niggas feel it, cause I'm living like a crime boss [?] smoking, but [?] smoke [?] They always talking, but they never coming near us It get quiet when they know this shit is real It get quiet when they see a nigga pop up They politicin when they see you got your stock up They talking 'bout you, till they see you got your block up [?] From the bottom, so I'm never [?] [?] whoever you are [?] thousand on the car [Chorus: OG Maco] Run 'em off, all my niggas won't say nothin' Run 'em off, all my niggas won't say nothin' Oh Lord, prayin' my niggas they stay thuggin' Oh Lord, prayin' my niggas they stay thuggin'