Randall Cunningham Cap-1 (Ft. Young Buck)

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[Chorus: Cap-1]
Randall Cunningham running with the pack
Randall Cunningham running with the pack
Randall Cunningham running with the pack
Pull [?] sack
Randall Cunningham running with the pack
Randall Cunningham running with the pack
Randall Cunningham running with the pack
Quarterback [?] make a sack
Randall Cunningham, Randall Cunningham
Randall Cunningham, Randall Cunningham
Randall Cunningham, Randall Cunningham

[Verse 1: Cap-1]
I just [?] brick, that'as a [?]
[?] Imma run it back
[?] thought I wouldn't get it
Made a touchdown, end zone, [?]
Got your bitch gone on my phone, cause she tryna kick it 36 [?]
It's on, I just want the digets
Maybe call her [?]
My niggas come and slaughter you
And I don't mean to bother you
But I just want a lotta money, read it in the chronicals
Trampoleen trap, jumping out the gym
Riding [?] ryms
My bitch she brought a friend, friend brought a twin
I pulled up in a Benz, told them hoes "get in"
Flag on the [?] on the way
Bands in my pockets, swag on display
Call a time out, get the play straight
Run a hundred yards, then a vaca