Run Thru` Em Lyrics

Run Thru` Em lyrics

Got Money

If you got money put yo hood up

If you don't owe nobody
shit, put yo hood up

If you buyin' your own bird, put yo hood up



Whatchu' mean if you tryna' buy the hog

credit card machines I
could swipe a nigga card

Ho get on your job

you always in the
club

talkin' bout you ballin but we know you fucked up

Ice on my
neck got me lookin' at myself

got me throwin' up my hood make you wanna
two step

and some 28 inches on a black lex truck

a bad yellow bitch
and we both X'd up

in the club like...



Broke niggaz to the
back

Rich niggaz where you at?

gimme that

Ten Thousand dollar
stack

and i'm a Run right thru em

(I gotta) Run right thru em

(You know I) Run right thru em

(I bet I) Run right thru em

(yeahh) So clean

from my shirt to my jeans

I'm a dope boy,
bitch

what the fuck you mean?

and i'm a Run right thru em

(I
gotta) Run right thru em

(You know I) Run right thru em

(I bet I)
Run right thru em



I smell like money and I talk that shit

gimme a couple birds

I give you whats on my wrist

I'm tryna' find
a bitch and put some diamonds on her hand

Her baby daddy cant, i just do
it cuz i can

Patron in my cup got me feelin fucked up

got em all on
my nuts cuz i got a million bucks

you can't move it like I do

I'm
the man, who are you?

See your money runnin out

Bitch you damn near
through

I'm in the club like...



Broke niggaz to the back

Rich niggaz where you at?

gimme that

Ten Thousand dollar
stack

and i'm a Run right thru em

(I gotta) Run right thru em

(You know I) Run right thru em

(I bet I) Run right thru em

(yeahh) So clean

from my shirt to my jeans

I'm a dope boy
bitch

what the fuck you mean?

and i'm a Run right thru em

(I
gotta) Run right thru em

(You know I) Run right thru em

(I bet I)
Run right thru em



Everybody know that I got it for the low

aint fuckin wit those niggaz who aint got it no mo'

see aint nothin old
but a nigga' bank roll

(I stay Fly-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-i) from my head to my
toe

The million dollar man, call me Ted DiBiase

The tag on the
'rarri so dont ask me what it cost me

toilet bowl seats cuz I know that
I'm the shit

keep some extra people make it rain in this bitch

and
this lil' blue pill got me throwin gang signs

got me showin off my
nine

got me losin' my mind

Go 'n' roll somethin' up

I'm a hit
it 'till its gone

If ya' weed aint strong, then ya' money aint long.

I'm in the club like...



Broke niggaz to the back

Rich
niggaz where you at?

gimme that

Ten Thousand dollar stack

and
i'm a Run right thru em

(I gotta) Run right thru em

(You know I) Run
right thru em

(I bet I) Run right thru em

(yeahh) So clean

from my shirt to my jeans

I'm a dope boy bitch

what the fuck you
mean?

and i'm a Run right thru em

(I gotta) Run right thru em

(You know I) Run right thru em

(I bet I) Run right thru em

Broke
niggaz to the back

Rich niggaz where you at?

gimme that

Ten
Thousand dollar stack

and i'm a Run right thru em

(I gotta) Run
right thru em

(You know I) Run right thru em

(I bet I) Run right
thru em

(yeahh) So clean

from my shirt to my jeans

I'm a dope
boy bitch

what the fuck you mean?

and i'm a Run right thru em

(I gotta) Run right thru em

(You know I) Run right thru em

(I bet
I) Run right thru em