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Who Run It Lyrics[Intro: Juicy J & BigXthaPlug]
Juice got weed Juice got pills
Juice got the work on the corner cuttin deals
Juice know you haters out there snitchin ain't for real
So Juice got some gang niggas down for the kill (Tony Coles)
Juice got-
Ayy who run it, who run it?
Bitch we run it ayy, let’s go
(Who run it)
(Who run it)
(Who run it)
(Who run it)

[Verse 1: BigXthaPlug]
Ayy (Juice got weed)
Who run it, nigga know me
When it come to this beef, I’ll post where you sleep til the next Sunday
I’ll cut off his hood like I’m Ted Bundy
I’m so deep in these streets that I can’t even sleep, tryna see how to eat til the next morning
Then I get up and get it like Steve Harvеy, get that bread extra еarly, I be chartin’
Bro just got a new stick that’s a big Carti, but this Drac’ with the wood, it’s a bit larger
I been ballin, come through like I’m Vince Carter, some of these niggas good but I been harder
Made a whole 100k just to step on the stage, I was just making plays, tryna feed Carter
Niggas don’t want the fade I’m a good barber, pistol-play watch me bang out a blue charter
All these diamonds legit, boy this shit water, you ain’t wearing your shit boy, I drip harder
I been up for minute you just started, sparked a wood, that bitch smell like I just farted
He a bitch oh he gangster, you just started, he was just on my, lemme be quiet
They say just move in silence, I been solid, you was never the gang if you wasn’t riding, hey

[Bridge: Ro$ama]
Who run it, we run it
Who run it, we run it
Who run it?, we run it yeah
(Ah ah ah ah, how I do it!)

[Verse 2: Ro$ama]
We was outside before three (‘fore three), nigga that’s an inside thing (that’s a inside)
No herbo or lil uzi vert, we been runnin’ shit since the inside lane (on god)
I been making stains before I met Deion, when it was just me and T-Way (on crip)
Dressed in all black like a saint (like a who?), nigga still making plays in the rain (oh god)
I need a slut like Emma Rose (like who?), but a brown skin bitch like Emma Red (ugh)
Nigga ask me who runnin’ nigga, 600 laps, some holding shit down like the last leg
How the fuck we keep lapping these niggas, we came in the game when they was ahead (they was gone)
And the diamonds still slice in the water, no niggas who killed for a loaf of some bread
Nigga ask me who runnin’ the gang (huh), but im just keeping my pace (pace), Glock 23, three 40s on me, nigga feel like a big man race
I coulda took over ASAP, bitch im just keeping it G, ask me who runnin’ this shit one more time and bitch imma cut off your feet (ayy, come here nigga)