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Runnin It
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The Phlame http://www.soundclick.com/illogicformerlythephlame
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Genre
Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
Charts
Peak #5,352
Peak in subgenre #2,918
Author
The Phlame
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Yes
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January 04, 2007
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MP3 4.0 MB • 128 kbps • 4:21
Lyrics
Chorus(): If I get up, sit down, Or there’s gonna be some rumblin If ye aint know, Imma show you who’s runnin it (COMEON) Word up, Im livin and im lovin it bows up, When I show you how im runnin it Get up, sit down, Or there’s gonna be some rumblin If ye aint know, Imma show you who’s runnin it (COMEON) Word up, Im livin and im lovin it bows up, baby that’s how you run it I wake up, 10 oclock Friday night, start drinkin Hot shower, hot rags It’s time to start thinking I got options to choose I aint need to rush I always gotta little time To get a little fucked up Now my celly blown up Money tell me to show up He sed its like cheerios honeys is goin nuts double shots in my belly you can tell im feelin easy pumpin the ground as im bumpin lil weezy I leave round eleven Arrive quarter after I don’t knock on 307 They know me as the rapper That, take care of bitches Like I take care of business Im uppin they stock But i, share no interest And hold what im sippin like shaq hold position my verses is cool but I got hooks like im fishin everybody starin at me I can tell you wonderin How this white muthafucka Has everybody runnin it Chorus(): Imma show you how to run shit What you want bitch? End up under the dust quick Imma keep fuckin you up Until you love it Established and hungry While you faggots growin fungus I aint leavin, im dug in and stuntin like baby’s son did plus im makin crazy hundreds Like ones went outta style, like young im buckin lyrics so twisted try to spit em and ya tongue rip Will I win? Ive got a hunch - yes cuz im back like return of the undead wutup cuz hand me a freakin cup kid watch me down down Like it had to be punished i bounce bounce 2 step and bump twist If I can hear myself think Turn the system up a bit I don’t love the chick I just hunt for lips Now step back baby Watch how I run shit Chorus(): i give you fuckin kids a bloody lip i love to stun you dummys with my lines you take like vitamins come and sip my sunny Dick money thick like honeys lips dont try to take it from me bitch you faggots stick to tummy sticks before i crush like tons of bricks dont push me son im pumpin hits that bump the trunks in hundred whips I move a mile a minute My mind is juiced up Baby girl, tell ya boy stop sweatin I aint leavin wit u cuz Ma, you keep on buggin on shit I think she shouldn’t and she Should get to steppin or leave It aint nothin Baby get the fuck off my dick I know you stuck to me quick I know ya love me but it’s Pushin my buttons I’ll, be up here startin some shit You wish I wouldn’t and it Could mean I fuck up ya clique Don’t think I couldn’t If, somebody wanna get ripped You better call up ya chick She at the party im in You know I run it Chorus():
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