How we run em down
ARPs Mini Dracs
Nigga we make all the sounds
400 F*cking rounds
See a opp do em dead
Nigga I'm the king in town
Yea
Bitch I got army guns
Questioning my gangsta
Then ya issue kome
Shit look like a missle
It'll hit you
Mother need a tissue
You'd thought they hated you
The way them bullets hit you
Mouth shot you Gon really think them bullets kissed you
F*cked Ya Bm went on track Then I officially dissed you
Can't trip I'm official where my f*cking whistle
ARPs in the cut with some baby missiles
What you know you better not say
Take it to the dirt nigga don't play
Bad bitch ass in the way
Pull up and buss it for the gang
How we run em down
ARPs Mini Dracs
Nigga we make all the sounds
400 F*cking rounds
See a opp do em dead
Nigga I'm the king in town
Yea
Bitch I got army guns
Questioning my gangsta
Then ya issue kome
Shit look like a missle
It'll hit you
Mother need a tissue
You'd thought they hated you
The way them bullets hit you
I look like a referee
The way I'm so official
Spanish mami Venezuela
Kiss me on my temple
She was scared had to tell her
It kan be simple
We kan get straight
To that point
Like a f*ckin pencil
This ain't a rental
When I drive it fast
She said I make it drizzle
I had her throwing
Gang sign out the window
I love when she be in my face
Like a pimple
How we run em down
ARPs Mini Dracs
Nigga we make all the sounds
400 F*cking rounds
See a opp do em dead
Nigga I'm the king in town
Yea
Bitch I got army guns
Questioning my gangsta
Then ya issue kome
Shit look like a missle
It'll hit you
Mother need a tissue
You'd thought they hated you
The way them bullets hit you
You'd thought they hated you
The way them bullets hit you
You'd thought they hated you
The way them bullets hit you
HOT BOYZ (feat. Wavee) Video (MV)
Performed By: Almighty Tizzy B
Language: English
Length: 2:29
Written by: Corey Crittendon, Trevelle Francois
Almighty Tizzy B - HOT BOYZ (feat. Wavee) Lyrics
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English
How we run em down
ARPs Mini Dracs
Nigga we make all the sounds
400 F*cking rounds
See a opp do em dead
Nigga I'm the king in town
Yea
Bitch I got army guns
Questioning my gangsta
Then ya issue kome
Shit look like a missle
It'll hit you
Mother need a tissue
You'd thought they hated you
The way them bullets hit you
Mouth shot you Gon really think them bullets kissed you
F*cked Ya Bm went on track Then I officially dissed you
Can't trip I'm official where my f*cking whistle
ARPs in the cut with some baby missiles
What you know you better not say
Take it to the dirt nigga don't play
Bad bitch ass in the way
Pull up and buss it for the gang
How we run em down
ARPs Mini Dracs
Nigga we make all the sounds
400 F*cking rounds
See a opp do em dead
Nigga I'm the king in town
Yea
Bitch I got army guns
Questioning my gangsta
Then ya issue kome
Shit look like a missle
It'll hit you
Mother need a tissue
You'd thought they hated you
The way them bullets hit you
I look like a referee
The way I'm so official
Spanish mami Venezuela
Kiss me on my temple
She was scared had to tell her
It kan be simple
We kan get straight
To that point
Like a f*ckin pencil
This ain't a rental
When I drive it fast
She said I make it drizzle
I had her throwing
Gang sign out the window
I love when she be in my face
Like a pimple
How we run em down
ARPs Mini Dracs
Nigga we make all the sounds
400 F*cking rounds
See a opp do em dead
Nigga I'm the king in town
Yea
Bitch I got army guns
Questioning my gangsta
Then ya issue kome
Shit look like a missle
It'll hit you
Mother need a tissue
You'd thought they hated you
The way them bullets hit you
You'd thought they hated you
The way them bullets hit you
You'd thought they hated you
The way them bullets hit you
ARPs Mini Dracs
Nigga we make all the sounds
400 F*cking rounds
See a opp do em dead
Nigga I'm the king in town
Yea
Bitch I got army guns
Questioning my gangsta
Then ya issue kome
Shit look like a missle
It'll hit you
Mother need a tissue
You'd thought they hated you
The way them bullets hit you
Mouth shot you Gon really think them bullets kissed you
F*cked Ya Bm went on track Then I officially dissed you
Can't trip I'm official where my f*cking whistle
ARPs in the cut with some baby missiles
What you know you better not say
Take it to the dirt nigga don't play
Bad bitch ass in the way
Pull up and buss it for the gang
How we run em down
ARPs Mini Dracs
Nigga we make all the sounds
400 F*cking rounds
See a opp do em dead
Nigga I'm the king in town
Yea
Bitch I got army guns
Questioning my gangsta
Then ya issue kome
Shit look like a missle
It'll hit you
Mother need a tissue
You'd thought they hated you
The way them bullets hit you
I look like a referee
The way I'm so official
Spanish mami Venezuela
Kiss me on my temple
She was scared had to tell her
It kan be simple
We kan get straight
To that point
Like a f*ckin pencil
This ain't a rental
When I drive it fast
She said I make it drizzle
I had her throwing
Gang sign out the window
I love when she be in my face
Like a pimple
How we run em down
ARPs Mini Dracs
Nigga we make all the sounds
400 F*cking rounds
See a opp do em dead
Nigga I'm the king in town
Yea
Bitch I got army guns
Questioning my gangsta
Then ya issue kome
Shit look like a missle
It'll hit you
Mother need a tissue
You'd thought they hated you
The way them bullets hit you
You'd thought they hated you
The way them bullets hit you
You'd thought they hated you
The way them bullets hit you
Writer: Corey Crittendon, Trevelle Francois
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid