Free Runtz

Yeah, Ghetto Boyz shit, nigga, you know what the fuck goin' on

(Stupid Dog, I ain't gon' lie, this bitch hard)

I just woke up and poured a whole pint and put on my ice

Riding 'round with a four-five, I'm rolling the dice

We just got the drop on the opps, we scoping tonight

I'm tryna trick off, which strip club open tonight

Riding 'round in the Lamb' truck eating lamb chops

The one niggas quit spinning on us, they fan stopped

You don't even want to know what I did with this damn Glock

I'll beat you in your head with the strap whether it jam or not

Amiri jeans on, pants cost a ten of Wock'

Four, four, four, he drunk a twelve before ten o'clock

Yeah, I see he got the jewelry on, but he still a cop

Dog said fuck the beef shit, but he still an akh

We the ones dropping bodies on the Northside

I just bought a gun shooting bullets bigger than a doorknob

Fuck around, spent eleven hundred on a store stop

Caught dog slippin' at the light, we had four chops

So what you think happened to that nigga vehicle?

Put so many holes in that bitch, now I can see through it

Guarantee it's a homicide if we do it

I'm to the point if you ain't spending pape', you can't speak to me

Taking pictures with all them guns, niggas weak to me

Blow them real zas, these ain't Girl Scouts, bro, we eat cookies

But it's forty-five for the good shit, twenty-three for Cookies

My bitch probably would cheat on me 'cause I don't eat pussy

I'm a motherfuckin' Ghetto Boy

Guaranteed this batch'll knock you out, Oscar De La Hoya

Keep big four-nicky on me 'cause I'm paranoid

Got a double cup of Wock' poured up, cost a pair of Jordans

Bitch killed more people than me, she got twelve abortions

Nigga, I been had a gun, I was never worried

I don't know who buying dope, I had to let bro sell it for me

Niggas sitting in the crib all day, must be scared of money

I just bought two K's, come outside and play

Before you see me broke, shit, I'll go out of town with yay

Got a weed spot selling grams, do a pound a day

Cap-ass nigga talking 'bout some Act', he don't know how it taste

Pop a nigga, jump in a Hellcat, and fly away

Stop a nigga walking in the weed store, like "What you tryna pay

Fuck around and just got four racks for a pound of shake

My nigga maintaining with the bag, he do an ounce a day

Fucking with this rap shit, I do a dub a week

Shot the K in the front yard, hit a nigga up the street

All rat niggas'd be dead if it was up to me

A fistfight'll get a nigga head cracked, you ain't punching me

When a nigga did disrespect me, it got ugly

Me and bro was riding round with two Dracs in a Bumblebee

It's crazy, you niggas' big homies look up to me

I know the real LB, nigga, I can get Runtz for freeh