Jhonny

Rular Rah

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    Rular Rah - Johnny

    [Intro: Rular Ruh]
    Uh-huh, Rular Rah, hundred bars
    It's a warning, for real, come on
    I'm in this right now... it doesn't matter
    What neighborhood...

    [Chorus: sample]
    Johnny didn't run, Johnny got his gun
    Just like everyone, in the name of God
    Ahhhhh, and Johnny didn't run...

    [Rular Rah]
    When I pop the trunk, that means that I'm ready to
    dump
    With some AK hollows that'll cherish you chumps
    You better give up, floating in the Hudson River
    I got a real itchy finger and it loves the trigger
    Don't get it twisted, this is no motion picture
    Make your dreams go away with your hopes and wishes
    I rose the gold, paper in the triple digits
    And I stand real tall, y'all think small as midgets
    I warned you dicks, Rular rep the east and west
    And got goons on my payroll that'll eat your chest
    I breathe respect, I told you this was dangerous
    And the well known fact, you can't fuck with us
    So turn me up...

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    [Chorus]

    [Rular Rah]
    Around here, it ain't nothing sweet
    And I'mma let you know a couple of things, don't fuck
    with me
    Big screen so the trucks can see, just luxury
    So don't make things u-g-ly
    I bust heat for the code of the streets, I'm cold as
    can be
    And pack a mack eleven pound of weed
    Breathe deep or get put to sleep, I'm playing for
    keeps
    You suckers yap but what y'all talk is cheap
    Bitch nigga, get up off of me, I'm just released
    So give me room while I cock and squeeze
    Splat ya brain like pasta cheese, straight Ruckerway,
    Queens
    The ambulance'll cut you out of your jeans
    The doctors returning all of your things, no heart, no
    pulse
    Use your brains, when you're fucking with me
    The doctors return all of your things
    No heart, no pulse, use your brains, when you fucking
    with me, nigga

    [Chorus]

    [Rular Rah]
    It's a reason why I talk like this, the way I dress
    The way I look, stay focused, and I walk like this
    I'm from a place where dreams don't exist
    Everyday a new crime, a new body scratched off the
    list
    This ain't love, this the way life is, it ain't the
    kids
    It's the guns and the drugs that make life like this
    The state we living is so priceless
    I can't go to the park and play ball, because my moms
    is sick
    I got a hit to lick, I'm tired of this shit
    Same clothes, no food, it ain't fair, I thought my pop
    dukes cared
    At twelve, I was considered a man
    I gotta do anything to make a meal, I gotta think of a
    plan
    It's like my feet would just sink in the sand
    I'm on the streets everyday, try'nna make it, asking
    God for a chance
    But on a mission, I gotta walk like a man
    I was born by myself, so I guess I gotta go like I
    came, Johnny

    [Chorus 4X]

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