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We Run This

Smooth Being

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[Verse 1: Smooth Being] Freak Side We running this shit, so stop trying to gun for the crown We ain't fucking around, who's loving the sound? 40 Tha God yeah I'm wavy, Bronx bound So what's up, now? Niggas got static Corcino, lemme' hold the banga' Time to take out these clowns, chop-chop-chop 'em down Like I'm Paul Bunyan now No blue ox, got some Blue Dream though Wanna hit that You gon' be stuck in this bitch Yeah, I know you heard that shit Eastcoast back in this bitch You can't see me though, I'm a solar eclipse Yo Smooth, why ya' flow so cold? My nigga, I don't know I just do the damn thing We about the C.R.E.A.M We just trying to eat What you gonna do, when my team come through? Ya, ya, ya, whoa ha We live, we stay high Making more noise in the booth than drive-by's Boom, bye bye, another beat dies Who's more real than my guys? Nigga we keep it G So I advise you to keep it a stack with me Only potency Up in the swisher No love for weak shit Nigga, I need my spliff I like me a bad bitch So where they at? Who wanna fuck with the God? Crushing all weak squads Freak Side be the block This is a Holocaust Nigga we end all wars [Hook: Smooth Being] We ain't fucking around on this side We them guys, Eastside We ride high, stay fly Not talking bout Uncle Luke when I say we too live Who want war? Just bring it, gonna grind till the sun don't shine Who running this? Oh, you don't know? Nigga Freak Side Freak Side, Freak Side Nigga Freak Side Freak Side [Verse 2: Corcino] Live by the sword, Freak Mouth Die by the sword, freak out Ya' want war, blood will pour Live by the sword, Freak Mouth Die by the sword, freak out Ya' want war, blood will pour Freak Side, nigga Freak Side, nigga Corcino be hardcore, clapping want an encore Onslaught, on the spot Knighted like Lancelot Spit till my toungue drops Run till ya' foamposite pops I stay with a Glock Ya' fly as pigeon flocks, mind on the guap Mind on the dinero, ya' got zero I ain't a superhero, just one dope ass negro Don't listen to people All my life, all I know Is I gotta fucking go Prone to probe, own the globe On this planet, it's granted I beat ya' with granite Freak Mouth savage, smoke up mad cabbage We is tatted, ya tattered I'm a bastard, my vocals shatter Ya' average mind, it don't matter Deadly as cancer, you the patient I'm doing internal renovation On my space ship, high As we fly through the Matrix Shiver shimmy shuttle shuffle Master piece solve puzzles Rabid dogs, no muzzles [Hook] [Verse 3: Zone] Yeah, fuck boys wanna play They gon' get slayed, off the blade On my A.K., I'm crazy I kill you, what's the deal Man, I love blood spill My blades bigger then the ones on a windmill Dude die, motherfucking die mothefucker Stab you in the heart, splattered your ass like a fly Shoot you in the ambulance, make you do the hammer dance From my hammer man, then that thing go blam I'm about to fake First 48 on the interstate Put a pussy motherfucker on my fucking dinner plate Nina eat his face like an Italian steak I'mma shark in the sea, and you looking like prey You a flea, I'm a wasp I'm a spider, you a moth You ain't fucking around with this side, Freak Side Eastside, leave them R.I.P. right, right Leave them R.I.P I'm not a Facebook thug, I do not throw fucking subs No time for the games, bitch catch a fucking slug What you heard, my aura's too hot Two platinum D.E.'s, smooth ass Glocks I beat your ass with coin filled socks Visit your ass at the motherfucking dock Motherfucker I'm insane, but I do maintain If you say my name in vein I'm blowing out your fucking brain What side? Eastside Freak Side, alright Alright, motherfucker kiss that ratchet goodnight
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