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Ola Runt
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Ola Runt - fdo Lyrics & Traduction

Woah
Nigga, I'm back like I never left, nigga, I don't even feel like I was gone
Nigga, I'm back on these niggas ass like back, back (Hollo)
Nigga, you know what the fuck, probably (Y'all niggas know who the)
Yeah, boss, woah (B-B-Bankroll Got It, ayy)

First day out the feds, monitor on my leg (First day out)
He tried to run, tried to hide, they still found him dead (Found him dead)
Caught an opp nigga on the yard, you know I had him scared (Had him scared)
And please don't ask my favorite color, all I see is red (Yeah)
Strapped up like the gun show (Grrt, grrt)
My new shooter three and O (Three and O)
And I'm so 5, l told my son he don't gotta be four (He ain't four)
And niggas know I've been a bossman way before Dlow (Way before Dlow)
And niggas know my hood been hot way before Cheetos (Way before Cheetos)

And niggas don't know who you killed, who the fuck you rolled? (Who you killed, nigga?)
Y'all niggas been reppin on that body, but that nigga told (He rat)
Y'all niggas been speakin' on lil' Robert, oh, y'all niggas bold (You bold)
And 'bout lil' Cam, that's on my mama, I'ma count 'em on my toes (Toes, man)
We caught five bodies in one summer, turned the summer cold (On God)
Doin' all that talkin' 'bout what you did, but, boy, that shit was old (That shit was old)
We out performin' in the car while y'all was doin' shows (Grrt, grrt, grrt)
I got KRISS Vec sittin' in my clip (Grrt), a switch on every pole (Grrt, grrt)
I got that AR-15 on me, I call it Pat Mahomes (Pat Mahomes)
Last nigga got smoked, turned to a pack, he weren't even strong (Wasn't even strong)
Niggas sneak dissin' (Sneak dissin')
Ridin' droptop, SS Camero
Told him, "Stop snitchin'" (Told him, "Stop snitchin'")
He all on IG with his Glock, he still got popped with it (Still got popped with it)
My life a movie, call it thug life with no Pac in it (With no Pac in it)
I took the whole church to the priest 'cause we can't stop sinnin' ('Cause we can't stop sinnin')
Put a shiesty mask on my lil' nigga and he go and drill (He go and drill)
Nigga, I just touchdown, do my dance on 'em like Tyreek Hill (Like Tyreek Hill)
He got backdoored by the Drac' like he was Metro Boomin (Like Metro Boomin)
Yeah, he got locked up for that shit, but I still got him still (Still got him still)
Nigga ass fake shot with that, "Brrt," we gon' get him killed (Get him, boy)
Nigga, I ain't no rapper, I just be turnin' up on Instagram

First day out the feds, monitor on my leg (First day out)
He tried to run, tried to hide, they still found him dead (Found him dead)
Caught an opp nigga on the yard, you know I had him scared (Had him scared)
And please don't ask my favorite color, all I see is red (Yeah)
Strapped up like the gun show (Grrt, grrt)
My new shooter three and O (Three and O)
And I'm so 5, l told my son he don't gotta be four (He ain't four)
And niggas know I've been a bossman way before Dlow (Way before Dlow)
And niggas know my hood been hot way before Cheetos (Way before Cheetos)


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