Kidd Keo — Runnaman

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If you wanna get it, you gotta run (run)
If you wanna hit it, you gotta run
If you wanna get it, you gotta run
If you wanna hit it, you gotta run
Runnaman, Runnaman, Runnaman (skr, skr)
Runnaman, Runnaman, Runnaman (skr, skr)
Runnaman, Runnaman, Runnaman (skr, skr)
Runnaman, Runnaman, Runnaman (skr, skr)

If you wanna get it, you gotta run (prr)
If you wanna hit it, you gotta run (prr)
If you wanna get it, you gotta run (skr, skr)
If you wanna hit it, you gotta run (prr)
Runnaman, Runnaman, Runnaman (skr, skr)
Runnaman, Runnaman, Runnaman (skr, skr)
Runnaman, Runnaman, Runnaman (skr, skr)
Runnaman, Runnaman, run, run, run

Lambo Diablo, Runnaman (skr, skr, skr!)
Don’t be afraid, don’t be Batiman
Money runs the world, be ruined my moneymen
Run if you in troubles, that’s not funny, fam
Radio, tele móvil, ‘tamos en tos’ los medios
No hay donde esconderse, ya no hay punto ciego
To’ el mundo mirando, está to’ el mundo en medio
Run up, run up, run up, pa’ quedar primero
Cashin’, cashin’, cashin’, prisa por la plata
No hay sueño ni hambre que me quite ganas
We came from the bottom, from the dirt we turnt up
I made myself a boss, I’m loyal to’ mi paca
Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, qué coño sus pasa
Nunca habéis visto a un flaco tomárselo a guasa
A mí tú no me paras ni en 500 balas
So burn up, burn up, burn up, humo y goma quemada

If you wanna get it, you gotta run
If you wanna hit it, you gotta run
If you wanna get it, you gotta run
If you wanna hit it, you gotta run
Runnaman, Runnaman, Runnaman (skr, skr)
Runnaman, Runnaman, Runnaman (skr, skr)
Runnaman, Runnaman, Runnaman (skr, skr)
Runnaman, Runnaman, run, run (run)

If you wanna get it, you gotta run (prr)
If you wanna hit it, you gotta run (prr)
If you wanna get it, you gotta run (prr)
If you wanna hit it, you gotta run (prr, prr)
Runnaman, Runnaman, Runnaman (skr, skr)
Runnaman, Runnaman, Runnaman (skr, skr)
Runnaman, Runnaman, Runnaman (skr, skr)
Runnaman, Runnaman, run, run, run

To’ el mundo sabe ya sus posiciones
Yo voy primero cortando cordones
Corriendo a tanta mecha que me voy de aquí, ey
La inteligencia se pasa a parir
Don’t pick no phones, si quieres de mí habla a la DBT
Got too much people watching, ya hasta me he cerrao’ el perfil
No tweets, no speak, no fans, no hit my DM, no IG
No name, I got no name, sorry, I’ve jut lost my ID
Ya mi doctora sabe, no me gusta hablar con nadie
Hay muchas conexiones, saltan chispas, no me ralles
Y hay que salir corriendo antes de que la bomba estalle
So just run up, run up, run up, mira al frente y nunca falles
‘Tamos apilando plata, so I’m buying up the block
Ya tengo el pisto listo, so I level up the trap
El Lambo Diablo Cammo si quiero entrar en el track
El panem panameja, black on black sleeps on the cut

If you wanna get it, you gotta run (ya)
If you wanna hit it, you gotta run
If you wanna get it, you gotta run
If you wanna hit it, you gotta run
Runnaman, Runnaman, Runnaman (skr, skr)
Runnaman, Runnaman, Runnaman (skr, skr)
Runnaman, Runnaman, Runnaman (skr, skr)
Runnaman, run, run (skr, skr)

If you wanna get it, you gotta run (skr!)
If you wanna hit it, you gotta run (prr)
If you wanna get it, you gotta run (prr)
If you wanna hit it, you gotta run (oh)
Runnaman, Runnaman, Runnaman (skr, skr)
Runnaman, Runnaman, Runnaman (skr, skr)
Runnaman, Runnaman, Runnaman (skr, skr)
Runnaman, Runnaman, run, run, run

Runnaman, Runnaman, run, run, run
No me van a coger ninguno, hijos de puta