Gucci Mane - Ran Wit It lyrics

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Gucci Mane - Ran Wit It lyrics

[Chorus: Gucci Mane] Man these b**ches told my girl so slick, and my girl, she ran with it She ain’t even give me a chance to say too much, she done ran with it A ni**a fronted me a brick, but he’s slick, and a young ni**a ran with it [?] till a young ni**a ran with it Man these b**ches told my girl so slick, and my girl, she ran with it She ain’t even give me a chance to say too much, she done ran with it A ni**a fronted me a brick, but he’s slick, and a young ni**a ran with it [?] till a young ni**a ran with it [Verse 1: Chaz Gotti] Country ni**a hit me with 50 piece [?] Ain’t no love in the streets, anything goes, I gotta have it So fresh, so clean, no stylest Plug, you know he spanish [?] got dammage All these cuts on my wrist, need bandades All these bands in my pocket [?] [?] like [?] All white bricks, Adam Sandler Got a few trap spots on [?] [?] Got a gass bag, still serve a ni**a dezel [?] quicker than Little Seasars All my hoes foreign, gotta get a vesa All my diamonds water, gotta get a freezer Ho on the Perk, shaking like she gonna have a seaser Block on fire, so I toat a Desert Egle ni**a playing gangsta, till I pull up on a gangsta ni**a start snitchin, started talking to the people [?] turn it [?] Blood [?] real ni**a that’s [?] [?] like a chemest [?] f**k with [?] never had [?] [Chorus: Gucci Mane] Man these b**ches told my girl so slick, and my girl, she ran with it She ain’t even give me a chance to say too much, she done ran with it A ni**a fronted me a brick, but he’s slick, and a young ni**a ran with it [?] till a young ni**a ran with it Man these b**ches told my girl so slick, and my girl, she ran with it She ain’t even give me a chance to say too much, she done ran with it A ni**a fronted me a brick, but he’s slick, and a young ni**a ran with it [?] till a young ni**a ran with it [Verse 2: Chaz Gotti] My b**ch lonely, she know that they on me While I’m out getting money, she calling my phone, [?] Know that I stay on the road like I’m touring I [?] and I ran with it [?] double saran [?] don’t panic Dope in the seel, dope in the pantry Syrup sippin, no pancakes I get you Codeine, I got 12 cases But young ni**a got [?] [?] shell cases [?] 12 cases My money stand up like some staircases [?] spent 12 80 Gotta watch how you move, cause these feds waiting [?] like the late 80’s My plug late, and I hate waiting That ain’t the bando, [?] Beat up the trap [?] location Beat up the pot like [?] [?] stick in the face Hundred round drum, got a dick on that K Talking too much, put the dick in her face [Chorus: Gucci Mane] Man these b**ches told my girl so slick, and my girl, she ran with it She ain’t even give me a chance to say too much, she done ran with it A ni**a fronted me a brick, but he’s slick, and a young ni**a ran with it [?] till a young ni**a ran with it Man these b**ches told my girl so slick, and my girl, she ran with it She ain’t even give me a chance to say too much, she done ran with it A ni**a fronted me a brick, but he’s slick, and a young ni**a ran with it [?] till a young ni**a ran with it

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