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shyboytakemoney - road runnin' lyrics
(yo b was on this one)
road runnin down the 86′ i’m tryna chase a bag, a hundred on the dash, foot on the gas, when i’m racing back, hand up on my 9, counting this money tryna make it stack, dancing with my guns, let out the smoke, when i pull down the mask, gold around my neck, extended clips poking out my pants, laughin in the smoke we get it crackin when we slide up, date to the 6, man there ain’t too many like us, the valley real grimey opps fried tryna try us, the deserts getting hot theres no telling whеre you’ll wind up, the game’s gеtting tricky so i’m riding with my 9 tucked, go against the team enemies screaming man down, c_cking back my pistol lookin at em like wasup now, when i get the bag i pull up swervin out the trap house, make the block shake fracture bones when these shots scatter, maxing out the engine we’ll be out of here in no time, in the fast lane there ain’t a reason for me to slow down, lowkey i need a straight jacket, whole team out here programin, no lieing, doing hoes grimey, showin no mercy for these cowards, most these suckaz just actors, homie we get things cracking, couple chains on plus every weapon i got hi_powered, whole city goin up sliding up and down around the whole valley, bouncing out when i’m pullin up cause business out here gets handled, putting holes in em light em like a jack_o’_lantern, you ain’t on the block you in the bandos with the dope addicts… and we ain’t cutt from the same frabic, these foos are non_factors, homie they hold no status, in the varrio big 7_6 with a oh after!
(chorus)
road runnin down the 86′ i’m tryna chase a bag, a hundred on the dash, foot on the gas, when i’m racing back, hand up on my 9, counting this money tryna make it stack, dancing with my guns, let out the smoke, when i pull down the mask
road runnin down the 86′ i’m tryna chase bag, a hundred on the dash, foot on the gas, when i’m racing back, hand up on my 9, counting this money tryna make it stack, dancing with my guns, let out the smoke, when i pull down the mask
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