Run These Streets - Hypo, Popcaan

The Beat Boss

Aye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye

Wah

Uh huh uh eh uh uh

Aye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye

Wah

Woii yoii

Yow Hypo

Cee rock 'em

Aye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye

It’s on me now

Hoii

Trust you

Aye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye

Yeah

Big Hypes!

Stepped in the dance with my Larex

I’m tryna blow all my P’s tonight

Keep a couple kitties and a lot of straps (Yenow)

So yuh know wi nah come fi fist fight (Cho)

How much is the jewels and the swag (Yenow)

She know the ting different, please dont do me like that

Rolling with a few duffel bags

So gyal with me everything iii

Aye gyal seh fi, give up di sumn weh yuh holdin it fah

Come lemme bless yuh wid a pretty daughter yea

Yuh belly fat up like it full wid water

Yuh rich already, money mi nuh Shotta

VVS diamond, kicking up wi sipping up

Thick body gyal inna di club and dem just cockin up

Dem see di Hypes, dem see Poppy dem just cyan get enough

Bwoy, cyan violate becau' di MAC-y and di TEC-y nuff

Tight pussy gyal deh pon di line, deh pon mi mind

Maserati guh pick har up when she a fly

Bwoy diss Wayne, blood ah run like iodine

Hypo full you ah dollar coin

Hmmm

Real OGs, wi run these streets, run these streets (Hmm)

Bwoy violate and di gun dem beat, gun dem beat

Real OGs you know we run these streets

Diss Popskull you know di gun gon' beat

You know mi skull hot, cause me grow inna di streets