Run Lyrics – Golden Black

Run Lyrics by Golden Black

Talkin’ bout the street sh#t
That beef sh#t gets solved
Tell him drop a pin then we slide with my bros
When we catch him let him run let him go

Let him run let him
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Dare you to run
Choppa F.N blow that n#gg# in the guts

He was sneak dissin caught him lurking like wassup?
Pour a 4 in 8 all the mud up in the cup
Drink my lean like water told my brother roll the Za
sh#t is too strong it might f#ck up both my lungs

Never can be sober man I’m zooted all time
I’ve been drinking wockhard all the Time
Talkin’ bout the street sh#t
That beef sh#t gets solved

Tell him drop a pin then we slide with my bros
When wе catch him let him run let him go
Let him run lеt him
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Cosi cosi kwasukela sekungena ighosti

Badla utshani bayakhwantsha babona igoat
Cheers when I celebrate angiphosti
I’m in a hotel hoes tell on their phones
I jump

My pocket big like Lizzo
n#gg#s ain’t hot they just lukewarm
Shh shh quite cops in our way
Im win a race

I might beat the case
Case
Case
Talkin’ bout the street sh#t

That beef sh#t gets solved
Tell him drop a pin then we slide with my bros
When we catch him let him run let him go
Let him run let him

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Had this sl#ty run like some stocking
How the f#ck you do some business with no profit
Keep a side piece on me they be plotting
b#tches fully booked on my diary

Woo ha ha
Yeah I’m cocky
I just f#cked a b#tch from Malawi
She gave me a sloppy topy in my lobby

b#tch my name is slay call me Papi
Talkin’ bout the street sh#t
That beef sh#t gets solved
Tell him drop a pin then we slide with my bros

When we catch him let him run let him go
Let him run let him
Run run
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Imma bring the frr blow your candles out
4-4 he a dog came straight from the slum

Slide limousine we goin’ hit em up
If you ain’t Piru b#tch we make you bleed
Bleed, bleed you goin’ rest in peace
Nina, nina that’s my side piece

Take you under siege just like Tommy Lee
Take you under siege just like Tommy Lee
Talkin’ bout the street sh#t
That beef sh#t gets solved

Tell him drop a pin then we slide with my bros
When we catch him let him run let him go
Let him run let him
Run run

Ricky run Ricky run
Run run
Ricky run Ricky run
Run run

Ricky run Ricky run
Run run
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Golden Black Lyrics – Run

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