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Run A Bag Up
Gucci Mane & B.G.
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Choppers and bricks
You know what it is
Guwop and Gizzle (Chops, chops)
Streets ain't ready for this, look (ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)
I'ma run a bag up, run a nigga down (Down)
I'ma run a bag up, run a nigga down (Down)
I'ma run a bag up, run a nigga down (Down)
I'ma fuck a nigga bitch and bust a Rollie down (Yeah)
I'ma run a bag up, run a nigga down (Down)
I'ma run a bag up, run a nigga down (Down)
I'll run a bag up, run a nigga down (Down)
I'ma fuck a nigga bitch and bust a Rollie down (Yeah)
Real big bag, I'ma get it (Get it)
Bitch ass fat, I'ma hit it (Hit it)
Snitch nigga head, I'ma split it (Split it)
Broad day, leave no witness (None)
VVS's, neck be blingin' (Bling)
Big time, nigga, I'm swingin' (Yeah)
You jumped out there first (What?)
I don't know what the fuck you was thinkin' (Clown)
Hot Boy Gizzle, I'm a dog (Dog)
I ain't never been no fraud (No)
Real nigga stayin' on law (Yeah)
Real nigga behind that wall (Wall)
Hoes like the way I fuck (Yeah)
They swallow all this nut (Yeah)
Ho said it's 2024 (Yeah)
Cram that dick in my butt (Woo)
You ain't gotta tell me twice (No)
I'm a freak, that what I like (Yeah)
I'm a hustler, that's what I do (Yeah)
Used to be in the trap all night (Night)
Used to be in the trap all day (Day)
Nigga count cash all day (Day)
Nigga, I'm with all the bullshit
Chopper City boy don't play (Yeah)
I'ma run a bag up, run a nigga down (Down)
I'ma run a bag up, run a nigga down (Down)
I'ma run a bag up, run a nigga down (Down)
I'ma fuck a nigga bitch and bust a Rollie down (Yeah)
I'ma run a bag up, run a nigga down (Down)
I'ma run a bag up, run a nigga down (Down)
I'll run a bag up, run a nigga down (Down)
I'ma fuck a nigga bitch and bust a Rollie down (Yeah)
Guwop done run up them M's, now I'm tryna run up some B's (Woo)
Game is to be sold and not told, you can't get nothin' for free (No)
Earrings two-fifty a piece, my necklace a million at least (Bling)
Gucci's a beast in the street and my team be reppin' the East (EA)
Choppers and bricks is the title, Pablo Esco' is my idol
I don't do songs with my rivals, we
Don't clique up with outsiders (Nah)
My niggas at war without collars, someone gon' fish and gon' find ya
Found out you a snitch, they can't sign ya
Might just do drills in designer (Gucci)
And I told you once, my bullets don't discriminate (Huh?)
We make it rain with hollow tips when it precipitate (Baow, baow)
It ain't no warning shots, these shots was sent to penetrate (Yeah)
They hit his head, but he didn't die
But he can't concentrate (It's Gucci)
I'ma run a bag up, run a nigga down (Down)
I'ma run a bag up, run a nigga down (Down)
I'ma run a bag up, run a nigga down (Down)
I'ma fuck a nigga bitch and bust a Rollie down (Yeah)
I'ma run a bag up, run a nigga down (Down)
I'ma run a bag up, run a nigga down (Down)
I'll run a bag up, run a nigga down (Down)
I'ma fuck a nigga bitch and bust a Rollie down (Yeah)