We Run The Night(ft. BlakkSmyth) (Explicit) - BLACKMVGE&SteakFryz&BlakkSmyth(1)

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专辑:《We Run The Night (ft. BlakkSmyth) [Explicit]》

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We Run The Night(ft. BlakkSmyth) (Explicit) - BLACKMVGE/SteakFryz/BlakkSmyth

Hello

Somebody please help me

Is like a I can't se'em to find my soul

Bright J's but my mind dark

Blood stains in the carpet never wipe off why God

Whole room smelling like Lysol

D'emons come to play when you n***as

Cut the lights of my God

B***h you can't repent for any sins

No that is not a probl'em

I got 30 clips shoot off to lisen

Make you kiss my bottom

I am on my s**t

I need a pamper and a diaper on me

You can't run from this banana

Clip will split your f**king Sunday

We run the night we run the night

We run the night we run the night

We run the night we run the night

We run the night we run the night

We run the night we run the night

We run the night

Like a mother f**king monster

We run the night

We run the night we run the night

We run the night we run the night

We run the night we run the night

We run the night we run the night

We run the night we run the night

We run the night we run the night

Like a mother f**king monster

We run the night

We run the night thgin eht nur ew

We run the night thgin eht nur ew

You must long for torture

Break every bone we'd love to deform ya

Mr Officer I am the enforcer

So take a step back don't say that

I didn't worn ya would ya

First of all murk 'em all you don't want no f**king probl'ems

Worst of all most of y'all

Really can't do s**t to stop him

Third of all watch me draw my Scottie Pippin Winchester

Michael Jordan with the chopper you ain't Dennis Rodman

You ain't even Horace Grant you ain't got the gonads

B***h I am a boss and you can't even get promoted

We don't send you home

We put that chrome up to your forehead

Pistol to your t'emple pop your pimple buenos noches

We run the night we run the night

We run the night

Like a mother f**king monster

We run the night