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作词 : Pedro Alarcón
作曲 : Pedro Alarcón
Imma run it up, Me and First place Fated
Coolin' we got air, They outside and they hate it
Quench that thirst, You look dehydrated
All you can do is criticize how I get it
All I need: A lil fuel for my engine
I'm havin' an inner duel not to get vengeance
You wanted a menace: Imma give you this menace
See these eyes, This steeze, When you reminisce
Cowardly shit, huh, We ain't into it
"Drop them tunes Ped! It's Been a minute"
Last time we seen you opening a bag, Gettin' in it
Last time we heard you breaking speakers and sendin' it
Gettin' into this
Gettin' into that
I was walkin' round where the fools on they back on crack
Same street where the money makers at
I was walkin' round downtown, 10 blocks of despair where they wear 6 racks in all black
Little bit of this
Little bit of that
Get like me, Start showin' up to practice
Ion really say **** not backed by actions
Ion really listen, You know you not a fraction
I can't take you serious jit, You not a factor
Far too long entertained by actors
Bars too strong boy I rap like Rikers
Boy I got Deadliest hooks like a raptor
Spit like a vet, open pit like Viper
No containing this, Ain't no top on this spider
Give my baby the world she a rider
Organically gas, ion use no writer
I name all my files, ion need no typer
Perfect timing, It don't get much riper
We gon run it up, is you gon' pull this all-nighter?
Imma run it up, Me and First place Fated
Coolin' we got air, They outside and they hate it
Quench that thirst, You look dehydrated
All you can do is criticize how I get it
All I need: A lil fuel for my engine
I'm havin' an inner duel not to get vengeance
You wanted a menace: Imma give you this menace
See these eyes, This steeze, When you reminisce
Cowardly shit, huh, We ain't into it
"Drop them tunes Ped! It's Been a minute"
Last time we seen you opening a bag, Gettin' in it
Last time we heard you breaking speakers and sendin' it
Gettin' into this
Gettin' into that
I was walkin' round where the fools on they back on crack
Same street where the money makers at
I was walkin' round downtown, 10 blocks of despair where they wear 6 racks in all black
Little bit of this
Little bit of that
Little bit of this
Little bit of that
Little bit of this
Little bit of that
