151 Rum lyrics
Act One: Scene 4Yeah
Run, Ricky, run, run, nigga, run, jump, nigga, jumpCome here they come, run, run, run, runGun with the drum, bum bitty bum,Slump in the trunkMy city go dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb151 rum and a blunt, young nigga numb, numb, numbAnd he got a little gunA little bitty killer really doin’ it for fun, give him a little bitAnd he’ll get a nigga done
Son of a god, son of a bitchSon of a woman and man, son of a son, and then sunk in abyssSummon a plant, please come with a stripCover my back, cover mad, please come with the blissLook at the stash, J.I.D like a magicianFuck that, this some real ass shit, I paid blood for thisTaking cheese from the governmentCereal boxes with the bugs in itHand me down then my brother brother shitDon’t compare me to no other other niggasIn the city, boy they say they fucking with youHeebie jeebie, that’s a bit disgusting but I get itI’m full attention, full of spirit but full of shitStanding next to Lil Tay when that bullet hit himShit, I miss himI wish that that bullet missed him, but it didn’tAnd since I been living with it like a sicknessIntimate, infinite rhymes, give me the batonA ticking, ticking time bomb, takin’ the finish lineLook alive, look in my eyes, look at you niggas tryingAnd you dumb, dumb better run, run ’cause we frying emEastside, where ya from, from niggas wildingSo be silent before my niggas creep silentWith street knowledge, complete nonsenseDelete comments, online, all lies, we see violence
Everyday in my eyes, they killing my niggas, die, nigga die
Pull up with the fire, get ’em nigga, it’s eye for an eyeIf we gotta ride, fuck it nigga, ride for the ride of ya lifeDiabolical minds, I don’t mind it, I like it, I like it, I love itI fuck wit you, you a thug, I’ma thug with youWe can knuck, we can buck if a nigga fuck with youI got love for you out the mud with you, off the muscle
Run Ricky, run, run nigga, run, jump nigga, jumpCome here they come run, run, run, runGun with the drum, bum bitty bum, slump in the trunkMy city go dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb151 rum and a blunt, young nigga numb, numb, numbAnd he got a little gunA little bitty killer really doin’ it for funGive him a little bit and he’ll get a nigga