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ManMan Badaxx - Run Down Lyrics




We finna Run Down on him
F*ck yo barber erase yo temp
Play wit me you gon get zipped
Young nigga flyer than a blimp
Big dog, you a shrimp
This 30 got me walkin' wit a limp
Imma bounce out on them niggas, it's Lil' ManMan what it is
We finna run down on him

Wake up in the morning got a play hit my phone
I ain't even brush my teeth I'm in here looking fo that chrome
They think they know a nigga and what type of shit I'm on
F*ck all that rappin' shit we running' in yo home
My nigga mobin' 31 shots to ya dome
It's demons in my sleep, I talk to God when I'm alone
I ain't sleepin' cause creepin' take ya sack and run along
I been schemin' for the weekend listen to me sing this song
I heard he got that sack we finna run down on you
Now you see me now you don't, you think I'm playin' peek-a-boo
Diamondback that dirty stick you know the beam comin' soon
They say I'm on my way, I'm goin' up like a balloon
Aye, yah, we finna run down on you
I'll rock out by myself and put them guns out on you
Man 'll flash out on them pills and go dumping' at you
I love my .38 I'm tryna hit you and you

We finna Run Down on him
F*ck ya
Play wit me you get
Young nigga flyer than a blimp
Big dog, you a shrimp
This 30 got me walkin' wit a limp
Imma bounce out on them niggas, it's Lil' ManMan what it is
We finna run down on him

Aye, look, them niggas scary on the low
We gon lay up in his bushes, you got reap just what you sew
Say my nigga the Grim Repear, say bout me he gon blow
We turn up in the party, need them bands for a show
Remember in the bleachers now they want me on the floor
Choppa boy say I put a bag on ya folks
I know my niggas steppin' cause they knockin' on ya door
We done dropped another one, we do that three times in a row
You know I got that gas, we got them bags for tha low
Beatin' her back 'til she pass out then she gotta go
She say a nigga nasty let me cum all in her throat
Choppa shells raisin' hell, everybody hit tha floor
Uhhh....We finna run down on him
Say he might be wit his click, we finna run down on them
Wit tha shits, it's f*ck a b*tch ain't no one's over here
I do tha shit you say you would, ain't no love over here

"Uhh...We finna Run Down on him
F*ck ya
Play wit me you get
Young nigga flyer than a blimp
Big dog, you a shrimp
This 30 got me walkin' wit a limp
Imma bounce out on them niggas, it's Lil' ManMan what it is
Yeah, We finna run down on him"
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English

We finna Run Down on him
F*ck yo barber erase yo temp
Play wit me you gon get zipped
Young nigga flyer than a blimp
Big dog, you a shrimp
This 30 got me walkin' wit a limp
Imma bounce out on them niggas, it's Lil' ManMan what it is
We finna run down on him

Wake up in the morning got a play hit my phone
I ain't even brush my teeth I'm in here looking fo that chrome
They think they know a nigga and what type of shit I'm on
F*ck all that rappin' shit we running' in yo home
My nigga mobin' 31 shots to ya dome
It's demons in my sleep, I talk to God when I'm alone
I ain't sleepin' cause creepin' take ya sack and run along
I been schemin' for the weekend listen to me sing this song
I heard he got that sack we finna run down on you
Now you see me now you don't, you think I'm playin' peek-a-boo
Diamondback that dirty stick you know the beam comin' soon
They say I'm on my way, I'm goin' up like a balloon
Aye, yah, we finna run down on you
I'll rock out by myself and put them guns out on you
Man 'll flash out on them pills and go dumping' at you
I love my .38 I'm tryna hit you and you

We finna Run Down on him
F*ck ya
Play wit me you get
Young nigga flyer than a blimp
Big dog, you a shrimp
This 30 got me walkin' wit a limp
Imma bounce out on them niggas, it's Lil' ManMan what it is
We finna run down on him

Aye, look, them niggas scary on the low
We gon lay up in his bushes, you got reap just what you sew
Say my nigga the Grim Repear, say bout me he gon blow
We turn up in the party, need them bands for a show
Remember in the bleachers now they want me on the floor
Choppa boy say I put a bag on ya folks
I know my niggas steppin' cause they knockin' on ya door
We done dropped another one, we do that three times in a row
You know I got that gas, we got them bags for tha low
Beatin' her back 'til she pass out then she gotta go
She say a nigga nasty let me cum all in her throat
Choppa shells raisin' hell, everybody hit tha floor
Uhhh....We finna run down on him
Say he might be wit his click, we finna run down on them
Wit tha shits, it's f*ck a b*tch ain't no one's over here
I do tha shit you say you would, ain't no love over here

"Uhh...We finna Run Down on him
F*ck ya
Play wit me you get
Young nigga flyer than a blimp
Big dog, you a shrimp
This 30 got me walkin' wit a limp
Imma bounce out on them niggas, it's Lil' ManMan what it is
Yeah, We finna run down on him"
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Writer: GIDEON KWABENA AGYAPONG, ROMELLO DEMOND CAMPBELL
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