CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Run Ricky
Skrrt (Ricky, Ricky)
Huh, huh, huh, huh
(Ricky, why you run?)
Let's go (Bop)
(BB had to do it to 'em)
Ricky, why you run? You should've ducked
These .556 the reason why your bro slumped
He talkin' about a half a pound, I need load runts
He tryna sell an eight of wock, that's one cup
I'll take the 16, make sure it's sealed up
I'm on the stage rappin', forty shots still tucked
I been stayin' down, stackin' paper, tryna build somethin'
30 on the jail called, told them members "Drill some'"
I was 14, first hit, learned a lil' somethin'
If you gonna shoot the pound, better aim it low
If you tote that burner, then you gotta let it blow
On the sеcond hit, knock them n***as down in 4
Gave her pеrcy d**k, now she yellin' out, "Score"
When she give 'em good back, tell her, "Go, go"
Go, go, no scope, let it blow (Ayy, ayy )
We been had switches on them Glizzy tens
My homie told, next day he died
I don't know how, but he won't tell again
It's threats in my DM's but how if you ain't get back for your friend?
We still smokin' on (Shh), and dumped the ashes when we shot him dead
Sip opps out the Wock', I cut off Activist
I make the Glizzy twerk the best off of that [?] sh*t
Cutthroat Gang, we know for bein' sh*t like [?]
Let my lil' choppa sing a song
Like Drake is sung when we hop out the whip
I can tell by how you hold your pipe, you ain't gon' blow that' sh*t
This sh*t ain't been the same since
What's his name, ain't make it on that hit
All the opps on my d**k, they mad we lit
And I probably f**ked his b*t*h
Twenty thousand cash to freeze the time
You n***as broke as sh*t
Ricky, why you run? You should've ducked
These .556 the reason why your bro slumped
He talkin' about a half a pound, I need load runts
He tryna sell an eight of wock, that's one cup
I'll take the 16, make sure it's sealed up
I'm on the stage rappin', forty shots still tucked
I been stayin' down, stackin' paper, tryna build somethin'
30 on the jail called, told them members "Drill some'"
Huh, huh, huh, huh
(Ricky, why you run?)
Let's go (Bop)
(BB had to do it to 'em)
Ricky, why you run? You should've ducked
These .556 the reason why your bro slumped
He talkin' about a half a pound, I need load runts
He tryna sell an eight of wock, that's one cup
I'll take the 16, make sure it's sealed up
I'm on the stage rappin', forty shots still tucked
I been stayin' down, stackin' paper, tryna build somethin'
30 on the jail called, told them members "Drill some'"
I was 14, first hit, learned a lil' somethin'
If you gonna shoot the pound, better aim it low
If you tote that burner, then you gotta let it blow
On the sеcond hit, knock them n***as down in 4
Gave her pеrcy d**k, now she yellin' out, "Score"
When she give 'em good back, tell her, "Go, go"
Go, go, no scope, let it blow (Ayy, ayy )
We been had switches on them Glizzy tens
My homie told, next day he died
I don't know how, but he won't tell again
It's threats in my DM's but how if you ain't get back for your friend?
We still smokin' on (Shh), and dumped the ashes when we shot him dead
Sip opps out the Wock', I cut off Activist
I make the Glizzy twerk the best off of that [?] sh*t
Cutthroat Gang, we know for bein' sh*t like [?]
Let my lil' choppa sing a song
Like Drake is sung when we hop out the whip
I can tell by how you hold your pipe, you ain't gon' blow that' sh*t
This sh*t ain't been the same since
What's his name, ain't make it on that hit
All the opps on my d**k, they mad we lit
And I probably f**ked his b*t*h
Twenty thousand cash to freeze the time
You n***as broke as sh*t
Ricky, why you run? You should've ducked
These .556 the reason why your bro slumped
He talkin' about a half a pound, I need load runts
He tryna sell an eight of wock, that's one cup
I'll take the 16, make sure it's sealed up
I'm on the stage rappin', forty shots still tucked
I been stayin' down, stackin' paper, tryna build somethin'
30 on the jail called, told them members "Drill some'"
