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yung5th (atl) - run yo ass down كلمات أغنية

[intro: yung 5th]
hop out the box, tryna shake some down
hop out the box, tryna_
hop out the box, tryna_
hop out the box, tryna shake some down
.762 makin’_
.762 makin’_
.762 makin’_

[verse 1: yung 5th]
hop out the box, tryna shake some down
.762 makin’ loud ass sounds (loud ass sounds)
and that’s a big booty ho, shut yo ass up and calm yo ass down (on 5)
slide through oak, [?] tryna catch a opp and put his ass in the ground (p_ssy)
huh, these n_ggas be cliqued up, b_tched up, they don’t want no smoke (that n_gga hidin’)
catch lil shh, put a glock to his back, make his ass get low (make his ass get low)
and why lil shh be dissin’ like we ain’t pull up to that store? (pull up to that store?)
i cannot cap, i cannot go out bad, hit his ass in his ‘fro (on 5)
we’re 2 deep, 1 switch, 1 drac’, tryna clear out the show (ok)
these n_ggas be broke as f_ck, d_ckridin’ just to get put on (what?)
catch that boy, i’ll rock his ass, smack his ass, send his ass home (hah)
.223 fast as f_ck, b_tch hit like a f_ckin’ trombone (on 5)
and don’t gеt lackin’ by y5th, hit em in his dome (graow)

[verse 2: lil red]
hit em in his domе, send that n_gga home
twist a n_gga up, treat em like some ho[?] (bow, bow, bow)
tae[?], me, and y5th hoppin’ out the box, hit a n_gga top, get that n_gga rolled (take that n_gga down)
i don’t wanna tussle, n_gga tryna fight, glizzy with a box leave a n_gga swole
claimin’ that he solid, n_gga really p_ssy
foldin’ under pressure, switchin’ on the code
what?
switchin’ on the code
i heard lil shh had switched on the gang, say he 5l gang, put a k to his nose
i ain’t gon’ speak on that day, i was workin’ that wheel[?] when [?] at the store
n_gga in his 30s steady tryna trap, boy you’re broker than f_ck, leave that sh_t on the floor
huh, huh, man that sh_t on the floor
i’m with the box, start trippin'[?], get off with these switches, these n_ggas ain’t steppin’ like us
these rap n_ggas dissin’, catch em out in traffic, beep_beep, get to flippin’ like ”get off the bus”[?]
say he tryna trade, then i’m taking his fye, no you can’t get your bl!ck, these glizzys for us
i done had his ho in a [?] goin’ [?] now he say he want beef, man that n_gga a munch (that n_gga a munch)
man that n_gga a munch
[?] take a n_gga ass like lunch
yeah, i say this sh_t like every song but i’m not doin’ fightin’, the glizzy got punch
i get sick and tired of smokin’ on mello, this sh_t gettin’ dry so i’m back smokin’ runt
[verse 3: yung 5th]
i’m back smokin’ runt
the glizzy got punch
chase his ass down, hit em with that pump
.556 shooters in that tonka
n_gga know my gang, n_gga know my face
shooter don’t play, pull up broad day
fully micro drac’, clearin’ out the place
mello don’t blow, [?]
n_gga diss my gang, make em beat his beat his feet
n_gga diss my gang, put him on a tee
300 block, i hit super deep
baby hot blunt, smell it up the street
n_gga know my gang like to eat our beef (know my gang like to eat our beef)

- yung5th atl

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