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gucci mane & b.g. - run a bag up كلمات أغنية

[intro: b.g.]
choppers and bricks
you know what it is
guwop and gizzle (schyeah, schyeah, atl jacob, atl jacob)
streets ain’t ready for this, look

[chorus: b.g.]
i’ma run a bag up (up), run a n_gga down (down)
i’ma run a bag up (up), run a n_gga down (down)
i’ma run a bag up (up), run a n_gga down (down)
i’ma f_ck a n_gga b_tch and bust a rollie down (yeah)
i’ma run a bag up (up), run a n_gga down (down)
i’ma run a bag up (up), run a n_gga down (down)
i’ll run a bag up (up), run a n_gga down (down)
i’ma f_ck a n_gga b_tch and bust a rollie down (yeah)

[verse 1: b.g.]
real big bag, i’ma get it (get it)
b_tch ass fat, i’ma hit it (hit it)
snitch n_gga hit, i’ma split it (split it)
broad day, leave no witness (none)
these laces, neck be blingin’ (bling)
beef time, n_gga, i’m swingin’ (yeah)
you jumped out there first (what?), i don’t know what the f_ck you was thinkin’ (clown)
hot boy gizzle, i’m a dog (dog)
i ain’t never been no fraud (no)
real n_gga stand on law (yeah)
real n_gga behind that wall (wall)
hoes like the way i f_ck (yeah)
they swallow all this nut (yeah)
ho say, “it’s 2024 (yeah), ram that d_ck in my b_tt” (ooh)
you ain’t gotta tell me twice (no)
i’m a freak, that’s what i like (yeah)
i’m a hustler, that’s what i do (yeah), used to be in the trap all night (night)
used to be in the trap all day (day)
n_gga count cash all day (day)
n_gga home with all the bullsh_t, chopper city, boy, don’t play (yeah)
[chorus: b.g. & gucci mane]
i’ma run a bag up (up), run a n_gga down (down)
i’ma run a bag up (up), run a n_gga down (down)
i’ma run a bag up (up), run a n_gga down (down)
i’ma f_ck a n_gga b_tch and bust a rollie down (yeah)
i’ma run a bag up (up), run a n_gga down (down)
i’ma run a bag up (up, huh), run a n_gga down (down)
i’ll run a bag up (up, up), run a n_gga down (down)
i’ma f_ck a n_gga b_tch (up, up, what?) and bust a rollie down (go, yeah)

[verse 2: gucci mane]
guwop done ran up them m’s (m’s), now i’m tryna run up some biz (ooh)
game is to be sold and i told you can’t get nothin’ for free (no)
earrings two_fifty a piece (burr), my necklace a million at least (bling)
gucci’s a beast in the street and my team be reppin’ the east (ea)
choppers & bricks is the title, pablo esco’ is my idol
i don’t do songs with my rivals, we don’t clique up with outsiders (nah)
my n_ggas in war with al_qaeda, some of ’em go fishin’ and go find ya
find that you a snitch, can’t sign ya, my jit do drills in designer (gucci)
and i told you once, my bullets don’t discriminate (huh?)
we make it rain with hollow tips when it precipitate (baow, bah)
it ain’t no one that shiesty shiest was sick to penetrate (yeah)
they hit his head, but he didn’t die, but he can’t concentrate (it’s gucci)

- gucci mane b g

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