[Intro]
They said if I was gon’ get on this beat, I had to be gangsta and shit
Mugsy on the beat
REASON
[Verse 1]
Look, tell you one thing they know about me
Young nigga from Del Amo but I’m still a OG
If a nigga owe me bread, I’ma come get ‘em
Like we at a Chevron, all my nigga pump grippers
[Chorus]
Run me my bread (My bread)
Nigga run me my bread (My bread)
Nigga run me my bread
Nigga run me my money
Nigga run me my money (My money)
Nigga run me my money
Look, REASON
[Verse 2]
I make a bitch fuck five niggas
After that, make her fuck my niggas
She said you bitchin’ and she tired of spendin’ time with you
I told her look to the left, I’m a side nigga
Shout out Mac, I been killin’ freestyles since they started that
I been killin’ beats, death to the cardiac
I mean I really kill a beat like a heart attack
Kill a beat, heart attack, look
Cold blooded killer, I don’t ever let ‘em live
Sick of these bitches, don’t be the medicine
She said eat her pussy? fuck it baby, headed in
Dick stayin’ up, sweared it need a sedative
I put in work, baby, check my reference
Get ahead then buck, call me Evelyn
Walk around like my shit don’t stink
Like a treadmill used at a bank
Nigga run me my mula
Ha, or fuck around and meet my shooter
Ha, I’ll have your family in a suit tie
Then put that smoker to his lips like a hookah
Ha, that’s crazy
I take the gun and I cock, think my pupil lazy?
We be in the traps, you’d think that we live in mazes
Goons said they’d do anything if I paid ‘em
Shooters pullin’ out like they tryin’ avoid babies
Straight Hennessy ’til I’m stumblin’, vision hazy
I’m in South Central, swear that’s where they made me
But I rep Del Amo, nigga, DA where they raised me
And I couldn’t give a fuck unless they pay me
They said if I was gon’ get on this beat, I had to be gangsta and shit
Mugsy on the beat
REASON
[Verse 1]
Look, tell you one thing they know about me
Young nigga from Del Amo but I’m still a OG
If a nigga owe me bread, I’ma come get ‘em
Like we at a Chevron, all my nigga pump grippers
[Chorus]
Run me my bread (My bread)
Nigga run me my bread (My bread)
Nigga run me my bread
Nigga run me my money
Nigga run me my money (My money)
Nigga run me my money
Look, REASON
[Verse 2]
I make a bitch fuck five niggas
After that, make her fuck my niggas
She said you bitchin’ and she tired of spendin’ time with you
I told her look to the left, I’m a side nigga
Shout out Mac, I been killin’ freestyles since they started that
I been killin’ beats, death to the cardiac
I mean I really kill a beat like a heart attack
Kill a beat, heart attack, look
Cold blooded killer, I don’t ever let ‘em live
Sick of these bitches, don’t be the medicine
She said eat her pussy? fuck it baby, headed in
Dick stayin’ up, sweared it need a sedative
I put in work, baby, check my reference
Get ahead then buck, call me Evelyn
Walk around like my shit don’t stink
Like a treadmill used at a bank
Nigga run me my mula
Ha, or fuck around and meet my shooter
Ha, I’ll have your family in a suit tie
Then put that smoker to his lips like a hookah
Ha, that’s crazy
I take the gun and I cock, think my pupil lazy?
We be in the traps, you’d think that we live in mazes
Goons said they’d do anything if I paid ‘em
Shooters pullin’ out like they tryin’ avoid babies
Straight Hennessy ’til I’m stumblin’, vision hazy
I’m in South Central, swear that’s where they made me
But I rep Del Amo, nigga, DA where they raised me
And I couldn’t give a fuck unless they pay me
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