Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Run N 2 Me, artist - Est GeeDate of issue: 16.12.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Run N 2 Me |
| Saying you gon' take this, nah, take which? |
| Take switch, anyone you touch gon' come with eight blicks |
| Eight ripped shirts for the same cliques |
| Niggas can’t get up with me, they don’t take the same risks |
| My lil' nigga rap, trap, love me, and he take hits |
| My jewelry ain’t racist, nigga, I rock white and rose |
| You wasn’t active with them poles with us, nigga, you might have froze |
| And it’s red zone still, get caught, I’m poppin', be a free kill |
| We takin' niggas' dreams, you chase him down, I feel like Meek Mill |
| They can tell you how that R.I.P. |
| feel |
| High bid for a body |
| He died, you ain’t slide, you cried and hung his shirt up in the closet |
| It’s 55 don dada, chopper on me, talkin' to Boppa |
| It’s loyalty and honor through whatever, know I got 'em |
| Avoidin' beef with shiners like they do not know who shot 'em |
| Won’t be a problem, I drop this dope, it don’t sink to the bottom |
| Can’t teach you how to beat the street, the stress might kill your mama |
| He rep like he did something to me, where’s Neek? |
| We stretch his partner |
| He rep like he did something to me, that’s weak, we stretch his partner |
| And I’m still on the phone with Kayda and he prayin' I don’t take long |
| Ride 'round with this K, it get to hummin' like it’s Trey Songz |
| Opps be on my dick as long as I give 'em somethin' to hate on |
| Slidin' all night long |
| You better have your pipe on you when you bump into me |
| Make no exceptions, I wish death on all my enemies |
| In loving memory, I bet they gon' remember me |
| You better have your pipe on you when you bump into me, nigga, yeah |
| You should’ve bulletproofed that Trackhawk |
| Whole family cryin', they think it’s my fault (For real) |
| Partner caught a body, hit the bunk and went and jacked off (Solid) |
| He don’t want a bond, pay the lawyer, he gon' beat it (We gon' beat it) |
| Smoke in the city, niggas know that I ain’t sleepin' (Shh) |
| I’m like sixty-five mil' up and still ain’t put the steel up |
| Know this nigga bitch, he know it too, but he still actin' tough (Yeah) |
| Take his ass to surgery (Surgery), give that boy a tummy tuck |
| Better have your pipe when you see me, nigga, you know what’s up (For real) |
| I got a different mindset (I do) |
| See my enemy keep posting, I’m like, «Why he ain’t die yet?» |
| (Why he still here? |
| I’m a different type of nigga (I am), you know you can’t find that (For real) |
| Gee my partner, he a boss, and you know you can’t sign that, for real |
| And I’m still on the phone with Kayda and he prayin' I don’t take long |
| Ride 'round with this K, it get to hummin' like it’s Trey Songz |
| Opps be on my dick as long as I give 'em somethin' to hate on |
| Slidin' all night long |
| You better have your pipe on you when you bump into me |
| Make no exceptions, I wish death on all my enemies |
| In loving memory, I bet they gon' remember me |
| You better have your pipe on you when you bump into me, nigga, yeah |