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Los - Run This Town lyrics
Straight off the T-O,-P-No ego, please don't
We don't, need no, hero
Choppers, eagles, T-I, T-O
I'm M-I-K-E then T-I
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Straight off the T-O,-P-No ego, please don't
We don't, need no, hero
Choppers, eagles, T-I, T-O
I'm M-I-K-E then T-I,-T-O
Soft like Rudy, Vanessa, Theo
I set it off stony, Frankie Cleo
I'm the one like Morpheus, Trinity, Neo
And swagg plus absolute genius equals, zero
I run wherever, I land on the runway
Give me daylight, and I Ray Rice on the run play
Every time you hate, you just giving me promo
N*gga I runs house, you just Diddy and Jojo
Yea boy, I'm good like arenas from the outside
You can hear the screams, in the arenas from the outside
Z-E-R,-O-G-R,-A-V,-I-T-Y, Rock a by baby
Like blue denim, latigra navy
The masseraa, T can fly, maybe
How they gonna hand me down bad
B*tch I'm Bremmy Brown, you got hand me down swag
That paycheck you think get your job, I might burn it
I don't chase ham, ham chase me, I'm like Kirmit
You can't afford a loss, me I was born to floss
Even if they full court press me, I get my point acrossLos - Run This Town - http://motolyrics.com/los/run-this-town-lyrics.html
Make cheddar, stack a dock
Look, Ray-Levan-blackin-Pac
Look, way-better-Rapping-stop
Look, Mayweather-Packy-out
Yea a-mess, in-back-in-five
Look, the newest Einstein
In Germany, they say that boy-do is Einfrein
That's my 1-2, in case you need a translator
Plus there's one or two model-b*tches, in my planslator
While you and you're girl in between fights
I lay her over, like shes in between flights
You somewhere from UHHH, to in between nights
And I wake every single night, in between dykes
I can't stop, 'till my name is somewhere, in between lights
Or multiple color gymstones, in between ice, yeaah
I'm witty and gifted, I'm pretty persistent
But I keep this b*tch running, like a Diddy assistant
So while your runs ended, my runs are endless
I will never stop, period, run-on sentence
This run I'm on, I should stress, I might injure-something
Plus I go in, Bang-Robbice, keep the engine running
Run circles 'round wreck, square n*ggas sound wack
I try-angles to spit from, they haven't found yet
You run 'round acting tough, no circles to back it up
Meet me in the square motherf*cker, if you bad enough
Bad enough, I paddle these padding rats famous
I adapt to my habitat, and change it
ZERO!