Who Run It Inspectah Deck (Ft. Hellfire & Streetlife)

[Intro]
Yeah, it's lit, yo Dan
This  beat sound like niggas want some money and somethin', man, fo' real
Hellfire,  Inspectah Deck, Streetlife
(runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin')

[Verse 1: Hellfire]
Let's talk facts, niggas know that my gun'll blow
Eliminate  any question of "Who run the show?"
So  when its time to go to war, Hell unleash the violence
It gets fatal like a case of the Zika virus
The  book is closing, no time for new members here
We gettin' paper, sellin' well 'cross the hemisphere
The bottle is pourin', model's is whorin'
All the vehicle be top, be exotic and foreign
If  a nigga try to flex then his body is fallin'
His last place to breath be inside of a coffin
Every day I plot ways of how to get to this bag
Hit the plug for ten bricks and that we split them in half
See real niggas shouldn't respond with sneak disses
My fifth letter ring in your mouth like freak bitches
(runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin')

[Verse 2: Inspectah Deck]
No matter how you roll the dice, you know the soldier nice
Flow sharp, you would think it was a Logan slice
Grab bae, hold 'em, tight while I blow the site
Like, hit a niggaquicker than a cobra strike
Yeah, you know the price, this shit'll cost ya, we own the night
Shittin' on you orifice, niggas wanna sequel when the bus is rollin'
ODB, nigga, please, you must be trollin'
I adjust to no one, wantly fams within arms reach
Violation of my fam, that's when the arms reach
Why they hatin'? 'Cause we takin'
Takin' mad trips to foreign lands
They ain't even on vacation
Whole scenery change, new greenery, strange
Couple mamis and bikinis to flame
Only MV I fuck with, jeeps are stridden
It's gold time, no time for the foolishness
Who run it