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Ccc Runnin The Game

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(*talking*) Rasaq on the block yeah yeah Uh, it's the boy Rasaq, Color Changin' Click-clack Let's go mayn, uh, uh [Rasaq] I got them black dudes feeling me Cause my hand light up in the sky, like the Statue of Liberty A tattooed celebrity, but I keep the chopper That go blacka, I push that through your memory Half of my enemies, wanna see Me and my bro shot down, like a family of Kennedy's Ask who as real as me, it's the C.C.C. You should see, how happy them yella's be When they see the car, nicely dropped With the paint job, that look like a icy pop Your wifey jock, she like Rasaq Thick hips, with the tiny top You could find me propped, in a grimy spot Soon as the nine is popped, your mind is blocked Your body start tripping, trying to find the clot Mommy start tripping, trying to find the watch She wanna find my knots But all she get is nut, right behind my crotch Mommy stop, it's Rasaq When she see the O's and commas, Pocahontus Coming out those pajamas, you know this mama And I'm like a camera, focused on her By the end of the night, I'ma be poking on her Cause I know she wanna Niggas think they running this man [Hook] Don't get me started, y'all know who the hardest Doing your thang, but regardless baby Color Changing Click, is the name That's running the game Get it in your brain nigga, Color Change Mmmmmm, running the game Get it in your brain nigga, Color Change Mmmmmm, we running the game [Chamillionaire] Let me give you a couple reasons, we running the game It's Koopa Chamillionaire, and Koopa mayn How couldn't I spit a flame with a name, like that name I spit and it's flammable, you can ignite that mayn Tired of these industry cats, and pretend to be raps First they pretend to be this, then pretend to be that No you lying falsifying, when can we see facts Your raps would be phat, as soon as you pretend to be wack That, would be a little closer to the truth I'ma puke if your group, get any closer to the booth It's an oxygen booth, where it's suppose to be a roof Cause the air in my braided hair, when I'm opening the Coupe Rasaq on the dream team now, him a winner Anybody got any words for him, I'm finna Slam your face towards my rim, and spin the spinner So you can tell your friends, you had spinning rims for dinner Ha-ha, who the heck is better for A balling metaphor, or go getting cheddar for A Coupe with the yellow doors, instead of the yella's drawers If hating on me is a hobby, go get a better chore Boy, any nigga that got tension Send you to de-tenetion, and nigga to not mention Did I mention, you don't want my attention Crush you like Bone Crusher, not scared I'm not flinching



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