Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Who Run This, artist - Kingspade.
Date of issue: 04.01.2010
Song language: English
Who Run This |
With the sonic boom |
Day starts then it turns to night |
We’re the ones you listen to when you roll in your ride |
Kingspade’s coming by so pick up your pipe |
Kingspade’s in the house you know we gonna get high |
So who ya’ll wanna know whos runnin this here |
I’m only gonna say it once you better listen real clear |
Kingspade motherfucker, D-loc and Richter |
These two white boys back up in the picture |
Back up in that ass like a motherfucking five pack |
Bringin big class so you better bring a notepad |
Don’t make me laugh cause you gonna make real mad |
Wastin all my time while I could have been at camp radd |
So you better pay attention |
Or professor Johnny Ric’s gonna throw you in detention |
Ten deep and when I mention |
Cause I’m back, two more years and I’ll be swimming in this bacon |
Don’t give a fuck dog, yeah our shit bump |
Hat flipped up tagged up in the front |
Where the weed at, blow the speakers in the club |
Kingspade Klick still serve a cat up |
Fill my cup, so I can drink it all up |
Go back to the bar so I can get some more |
Keep it rough, sandpaper lungs, big joints, hardcore rips and blunts yeah |
Who run this motherfucker (we run this motherfucker) |
Who run this motherfucker (we run this motherfucker) |
Who run this motherfucker (we run this motherfucker) |
Who run this motherfucker (Kingspade!) |
Back the fuck up you know we in the club |
You know Kingspade Klick be fucking with blunts |
D-Loc, Johnny Richter, ya’ll now the deal |
Cause Subnoize music that’s for real |
That’s hot, ya’ll can’t get none |
Bump bump bump everybody wanna get dumb |
Come get some, loc gonna pimp one |
Make motherfuckers slip one rip one |
Smoked one in the parking lot |
Like slangin buds I connect the dots |
Like damn boy, shit don’t stop |
That thc, pass me the pot |
That’s me, pullin in with Johnny richter, we ten years deep |
So wheres the weed, hustler baby |
[Johnny Richter[ |
A hustler, and we’re still on the block yeah |
Just trying to put some dough in my knot yeah |
Cause I can’t see punching a clock no |
And I can’t see pinchin my flow no |
So let’s go cause I gotta keep it moving now |
Never like to slow down keep on doing what I’m doin |
Pimp shine, you better ask somebody (better ask somebody) better ask somebody |
Took two years off dog give me a break |
Got a hundred fifty grand sittin in the bank |
We back in business let me get a witness |
Cause Kingspade dropped off ya’ll better get this |
Don’t flout this cause Johnny Richters still here like a likeness |
Of a life spent picking shit |
Fact I know you were thinking that back in the day when I was killing with |
confidence |
Chilling here with the hall of fame status ya’ll motherfuckers know we the |
baddest |
Fuck ya’ll faggots, eat a dick |
Kingspade shit, D-loc Johnny Ric |
D-Loc, J-Ric yeah, two of the sickest |
Kids from p-town I know you gonna feel this |
I come with it and deal with it |
But keep it concealed get caught on the drop big trouble come real quick |
My games real sick, I stay untouchable |
My klicks real big, and so I gotta roll |
Avoidin all pigs, because I’m holdin dro |
I should’nthave to ask ya’ll should already know |
Who the fuck I be when I roll up on the spot |
And who the fuck I be when this funky kush drops |
So who the fuck are you gettin all up in my face |
Actin all real tough you don’t run this place bitch |