Who Run This - Kingspade

With the sonic boom

Day starts then it turns to night

We’re the ones you listen to when you roll in your ride

Kingspade’s coming by so pick up your pipe

Kingspade’s in the house you know we gonna get high

So who ya’ll wanna know whos runnin this here

I’m only gonna say it once you better listen real clear

Kingspade motherfucker, D-loc and Richter

These two white boys back up in the picture

Back up in that ass like a motherfucking five pack

Bringin big class so you better bring a notepad

Don’t make me laugh cause you gonna make real mad

Wastin all my time while I could have been at camp radd

So you better pay attention

Or professor Johnny Ric’s gonna throw you in detention

Ten deep and when I mention

Cause I’m back, two more years and I’ll be swimming in this bacon

Don’t give a fuck dog, yeah our shit bump

Hat flipped up tagged up in the front

Where the weed at, blow the speakers in the club

Kingspade Klick still serve a cat up

Fill my cup, so I can drink it all up

Go back to the bar so I can get some more

Keep it rough, sandpaper lungs, big joints, hardcore rips and blunts yeah

Who run this motherfucker (we run this motherfucker)

Who run this motherfucker (we run this motherfucker)

Who run this motherfucker (we run this motherfucker)

Who run this motherfucker (Kingspade!)

Back the fuck up you know we in the club

You know Kingspade Klick be fucking with blunts

D-Loc, Johnny Richter, ya’ll now the deal

Cause Subnoize music that’s for real

That’s hot, ya’ll can’t get none

Bump bump bump everybody wanna get dumb

Come get some, loc gonna pimp one

Make motherfuckers slip one rip one

Smoked one in the parking lot

Like slangin buds I connect the dots

Like damn boy, shit don’t stop

That thc, pass me the pot

That’s me, pullin in with Johnny richter, we ten years deep

So wheres the weed, hustler baby

[Johnny Richter[

A hustler, and we’re still on the block yeah

Just trying to put some dough in my knot yeah

Cause I can’t see punching a clock no

And I can’t see pinchin my flow no

So let’s go cause I gotta keep it moving now

Never like to slow down keep on doing what I’m doin

Pimp shine, you better ask somebody (better ask somebody) better ask somebody

Took two years off dog give me a break

Got a hundred fifty grand sittin in the bank

We back in business let me get a witness

Cause Kingspade dropped off ya’ll better get this

Don’t flout this cause Johnny Richters still here like a likeness

Of a life spent picking shit

Fact I know you were thinking that back in the day when I was killing with

confidence

Chilling here with the hall of fame status ya’ll motherfuckers know we the

baddest

Fuck ya’ll faggots, eat a dick

Kingspade shit, D-loc Johnny Ric

D-Loc, J-Ric yeah, two of the sickest

Kids from p-town I know you gonna feel this

I come with it and deal with it

But keep it concealed get caught on the drop big trouble come real quick

My games real sick, I stay untouchable

My klicks real big, and so I gotta roll

Avoidin all pigs, because I’m holdin dro

I should’nthave to ask ya’ll should already know

Who the fuck I be when I roll up on the spot

And who the fuck I be when this funky kush drops

So who the fuck are you gettin all up in my face

Actin all real tough you don’t run this place bitch