[Intro] Act One: Scene 4 [Chorus] Yeah, run, Ricky, run, run nigga, run, jump, nigga, jump Come here they come, run, run, run, run Gun with the drum, bum bitty bum, slump in the trunk My city go dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb 151 rum and a blunt Young nigga numb, numb, numb and he got a little gun A little bitty killer really doin' it for fun Give him a little bit and he'll get a nigga done [Verse] Son of a god, son of a bitch Son of woman and man, son of a sun, in a sunken abyss Summon a plan, please come with a script Cover my back, cover man, please come with the blitz Look at the stats, J.I.D like a magician Fuck that, this some real ass shit, I paid blood for this Taking cheese from the government Cereal boxes with the bugs in it Hand me down, this my brother brother's shit Don't compare me to no other other niggas In the city, boy they say they fucking with you Heebie jeebie, that's a bit disgusting but I get it I'm full attention, full of spirit but full of shit Standing next to Lil Tay when that bullet hit him Shit, I miss him, I wish that that bullet missed him but it didn't And since I been living with it like a sickness Intimate, infinite rhymes, give me the baton A ticking, ticking time bomb, takin' the finish line Look alive, look in my eyes, look at you niggas tryin' And ya dumb, dumb, better run, run 'cause we fryin' em Eastside, where ya from, from niggas wildin' So be silent before my niggas creep silent With street knowledge, complete nonsense Delete comments, online, all lies, we see violence Every day in my eyes, they killing my niggas, die, nigga die Pull up with the fye, get 'em nigga, it's eye for an eye If we gotta ride, fuck it nigga, ride for the ride of ya life Diabolical minds, I don't mind it, I like it, I like it, I love it I fuck with you, you a thug, I'ma thug with you We can knuck, we can buck if a nigga fuck with you I got love for you out the mud with you, off the muscle [Chorus] Yeah, run Ricky, run, run nigga, run, jump nigga, jump Come here they come run, run, run, run Gun with the drum, bum bitty bum, slump in the trunk My city go dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb 151 rum and a blunt Young nigga numb, numb, numb and he got a little gun A little bitty killer really doin' it for fun Give him a little bit and he'll get a nigga-
Run ricky run run fella run Jump fella jump come here they come Run run run run 151 rum with a blunt Pen or a gun Dont ask ill shoot bitch run run Dekhta hu sab deta ni fucks De taali ab ye pani path Mar le ya lad lad Darte ye ab booth me mai jab Kholte ni dwar jab kara maine Thak thak thk thak Run ricky run run fella run Jump fella jump come here they come Run run run run 151 rum with a blunt Pen or a gun Dont ask ill shoot bitch run run Dekhta hu sab deta ni fucks De taali ab ye pani path Mar le ya lad lad Darte ye ab booth me mai jab Kholte ni dwar jab kara maine Thak thak thk thak Kalakar seher ke ye kala se door Kala fitoor nhi Honge ye shudh pilaake doodh nhi Qatal ae bars hai ye Janaza nikala sidha Shehnai ke sath Khaali krta mai skrttt nhi Seekh ke sath bars a-ni-me Gregor jaise punches heavy ye Mai chill kru v jaise let em say Hip hop se hi mila mera dna Dna? Doori naap abhi Puchta nai abhi mai to inhe kaanch lagi Daad degi zindagi tabhi chuna hip hop Dekhke tarraki meri jala yahaka scene bhot Clean thought Ke banaunga ganne bina kre inki bezzati Par inhe nhi pchi vahi baat Scene ko khrab kiya inhone Kehte ke jwab diya kyu ni be Mari hui laash abhi kya hi chadau suli pe Side hoja mood ni hai Yahi kala murti h 2 min khali bethu Vahi mujhe ghoorti h Khoon kiya dukh ni h Krsna ni mai najane Dm me aake kyu pani bhare gopiya And bitch fuck these City ke OG's Im lyrical op They fuckin be loki Ye fake face badle bhes kabhi bhi Ye koi OG nhi ye snap chat bitmoji Jab likhta ni tha dekha Seher ka scene Ginti ke yaha dope dikhe do teen Real bande sab apne aas pass Muh pe bole jo bhi ho No sugar coating Ab har koi puchta h roz Ke ek verse dede gaane mei Itna bhi kya scene Everyone wanna be up on my dick Yeah thats right Bitch call me crygene Chalra h kaam to ye kaan bhi chabate Kaam chod naam le tu hum zeus bhi nahchade Rap se ye ldke do paise ni kamate Ek verse deke gaane me hum gandhi chapa de Ek saal ruk Yahi mera outlook Flow jaise satluj Aur dena bhot kuch Sun mere gaane leke pen or ek notebook Pen deta bhot sukh Ek saal mic pe ye ldka hoga bhot dur Soch tu Kaise kare compete Banda ye sanki Isse koi khauf ni Back bencher rehke bhi topper hi Gum bimmaari ink meri aushudi Jo sochna ni vahi sochu OCD Aaj kap har banda yaha rapper hi Har gali me 5 bane GOAT Bro ye GOAT ka title ya draupadi
Son of a man I’m in a back seat hands just praying to the lord best I can the recipe to my heart I ain’t got one god don’t judge I ain’t never had one heart so cold everything fell apart flame to a match hit the gas blowin when I push and start
151 RUM LYRICS [Intro] Act One: Scene 4 [Chorus] Yeah, run, Ricky, run, run nigga, run, jump, nigga, jump Come here they come, run, run, run, run Gun with the drum, bum bitty bum, slump in the trunk My city go dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb 151 rum and a blunt Young nigga numb, numb, numb and he got a little gun A little bitty killer really doin' it for fun Give him a little bit and he'll get a nigga done [Verse] Son of a god, son of a bitch Son of woman and man, son of a sun, in a sunken abyss Summon a plan, please come with a script Cover my back, cover man, please come with the blitz Look at the stats, J.I.D like a magician Fuck that, this some real ass shit, I paid blood for this Taking cheese from the government Cereal boxes with the bugs in it Hand me down, this my brother brother's shit Don't compare me to no other other niggas In the city, boy they say they fucking with you Heebie jeebie, that's a bit disgusting but I get it I'm full attention, full of spirit but full of shit Standing next to Lil Tay when that bullet hit him Shit, I miss him, I wish that that bullet missed him but it didn't And since I been living with it like a sickness Intimate, infinite rhymes, give me the baton A ticking, ticking time bomb, takin' the finish line Look alive, look in my eyes, look at you niggas tryin' And ya dumb, dumb, better run, run 'cause we fryin' em Eastside, where ya from, from niggas wildin' So be silent before my niggas creep silent With street knowledge, complete nonsense Delete comments, online, all lies, we see violence Every day in my eyes, they killing my niggas, die, nigga die Pull up with the fye, get 'em nigga, it's eye for an eye If we gotta ride, fuck it nigga, ride for the ride of ya life Diabolical minds, I don't mind it, I like it, I like it, I love it I fuck with you, you a thug, I'ma thug with you We can knuck, we can buck if a nigga fuck with you I got love for you out the mud with you, off the muscle [Chorus] Yeah, run Ricky, run, run nigga, run, jump nigga, jump Come here they come run, run, run, run Gun with the drum, bum bitty bum, slump in the trunk My city go dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb 151 rum and a blunt Young nigga numb, numb, numb and he got a little gun A little bitty killer really doin' it for fun Give him a little bit and he'll get a nigga-
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ill use this for my PE Workout vid xD
Good for you! XXD
Play it in .75x
And then play it 2x
[Intro]
Act One: Scene 4
[Chorus]
Yeah, run, Ricky, run, run nigga, run, jump, nigga, jump
Come here they come, run, run, run, run
Gun with the drum, bum bitty bum, slump in the trunk
My city go dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb
151 rum and a blunt
Young nigga numb, numb, numb and he got a little gun
A little bitty killer really doin' it for fun
Give him a little bit and he'll get a nigga done
[Verse]
Son of a god, son of a bitch
Son of woman and man, son of a sun, in a sunken abyss
Summon a plan, please come with a script
Cover my back, cover man, please come with the blitz
Look at the stats, J.I.D like a magician
Fuck that, this some real ass shit, I paid blood for this
Taking cheese from the government
Cereal boxes with the bugs in it
Hand me down, this my brother brother's shit
Don't compare me to no other other niggas
In the city, boy they say they fucking with you
Heebie jeebie, that's a bit disgusting but I get it
I'm full attention, full of spirit but full of shit
Standing next to Lil Tay when that bullet hit him
Shit, I miss him, I wish that that bullet missed him but it didn't
And since I been living with it like a sickness
Intimate, infinite rhymes, give me the baton
A ticking, ticking time bomb, takin' the finish line
Look alive, look in my eyes, look at you niggas tryin'
And ya dumb, dumb, better run, run 'cause we fryin' em
Eastside, where ya from, from niggas wildin'
So be silent before my niggas creep silent
With street knowledge, complete nonsense
Delete comments, online, all lies, we see violence
Every day in my eyes, they killing my niggas, die, nigga die
Pull up with the fye, get 'em nigga, it's eye for an eye
If we gotta ride, fuck it nigga, ride for the ride of ya life
Diabolical minds, I don't mind it, I like it, I like it, I love it
I fuck with you, you a thug, I'ma thug with you
We can knuck, we can buck if a nigga fuck with you
I got love for you out the mud with you, off the muscle
[Chorus]
Yeah, run Ricky, run, run nigga, run, jump nigga, jump
Come here they come run, run, run, run
Gun with the drum, bum bitty bum, slump in the trunk
My city go dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb
151 rum and a blunt
Young nigga numb, numb, numb and he got a little gun
A little bitty killer really doin' it for fun
Give him a little bit and he'll get a nigga-
Should do the JID workout instrument
Can I use this for non profit to make a remix? I’ll put you as the prod obviously
no, he's not the actual producer, it's a remake
Run ricky run run fella run
Jump fella jump come here they come
Run run run run
151 rum with a blunt
Pen or a gun
Dont ask ill shoot bitch run run
Dekhta hu sab deta ni fucks
De taali ab ye pani path
Mar le ya lad lad
Darte ye ab booth me mai jab
Kholte ni dwar jab kara maine
Thak thak thk thak
Run ricky run run fella run
Jump fella jump come here they come
Run run run run
151 rum with a blunt
Pen or a gun
Dont ask ill shoot bitch run run
Dekhta hu sab deta ni fucks
De taali ab ye pani path
Mar le ya lad lad
Darte ye ab booth me mai jab
Kholte ni dwar jab kara maine
Thak thak thk thak
Kalakar seher ke ye kala se door
Kala fitoor nhi
Honge ye shudh pilaake doodh nhi
Qatal ae bars hai ye
Janaza nikala sidha
Shehnai ke sath
Khaali krta mai skrttt nhi
Seekh ke sath bars a-ni-me
Gregor jaise punches heavy ye
Mai chill kru v jaise let em say
Hip hop se hi mila mera dna
Dna?
Doori naap abhi
Puchta nai abhi mai to inhe kaanch lagi
Daad degi zindagi tabhi chuna hip hop
Dekhke tarraki meri jala yahaka scene bhot
Clean thought
Ke banaunga ganne bina kre inki bezzati
Par inhe nhi pchi vahi baat
Scene ko khrab kiya inhone
Kehte ke jwab diya kyu ni be
Mari hui laash abhi kya hi chadau suli pe
Side hoja mood ni hai
Yahi kala murti h
2 min khali bethu
Vahi mujhe ghoorti h
Khoon kiya dukh ni h
Krsna ni mai najane
Dm me aake kyu pani bhare gopiya
And bitch fuck these
City ke OG's
Im lyrical op
They fuckin be loki
Ye fake face badle bhes kabhi bhi
Ye koi OG nhi ye snap chat bitmoji
Jab likhta ni tha dekha
Seher ka scene
Ginti ke yaha dope dikhe do teen
Real bande sab apne aas pass
Muh pe bole jo bhi ho
No sugar coating
Ab har koi puchta h roz
Ke ek verse dede gaane mei
Itna bhi kya scene
Everyone wanna be up on my dick
Yeah thats right
Bitch call me crygene
Chalra h kaam to ye kaan bhi chabate
Kaam chod naam le tu hum zeus bhi nahchade
Rap se ye ldke do paise ni kamate
Ek verse deke gaane me hum gandhi chapa de
Ek saal ruk
Yahi mera outlook
Flow jaise satluj
Aur dena bhot kuch
Sun mere gaane leke pen or ek notebook
Pen deta bhot sukh
Ek saal mic pe ye ldka hoga bhot dur
Soch tu
Kaise kare compete
Banda ye sanki
Isse koi khauf ni
Back bencher rehke bhi topper hi
Gum bimmaari ink meri aushudi
Jo sochna ni vahi sochu OCD
Aaj kap har banda yaha rapper hi
Har gali me 5 bane GOAT
Bro ye GOAT ka title ya draupadi
Yeat talk
can i use this beat for non fropit? ill credit you in my track?
Dura My g
Son of a man I’m in a back seat hands just praying to the lord best I can the recipe to my heart I ain’t got one god don’t judge I ain’t never had one heart so cold everything fell apart flame to a match hit the gas blowin when I push and start
Can i use this beat bro?? 🙏😅🙏🙏🙏
💯
finna get copyrighted tho
2:12
How do I dl this?
Just do youtube to mp3
🎉
151 RUM LYRICS
[Intro]
Act One: Scene 4
[Chorus]
Yeah, run, Ricky, run, run nigga, run, jump, nigga, jump
Come here they come, run, run, run, run
Gun with the drum, bum bitty bum, slump in the trunk
My city go dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb
151 rum and a blunt
Young nigga numb, numb, numb and he got a little gun
A little bitty killer really doin' it for fun
Give him a little bit and he'll get a nigga done
[Verse]
Son of a god, son of a bitch
Son of woman and man, son of a sun, in a sunken abyss
Summon a plan, please come with a script
Cover my back, cover man, please come with the blitz
Look at the stats, J.I.D like a magician
Fuck that, this some real ass shit, I paid blood for this
Taking cheese from the government
Cereal boxes with the bugs in it
Hand me down, this my brother brother's shit
Don't compare me to no other other niggas
In the city, boy they say they fucking with you
Heebie jeebie, that's a bit disgusting but I get it
I'm full attention, full of spirit but full of shit
Standing next to Lil Tay when that bullet hit him
Shit, I miss him, I wish that that bullet missed him but it didn't
And since I been living with it like a sickness
Intimate, infinite rhymes, give me the baton
A ticking, ticking time bomb, takin' the finish line
Look alive, look in my eyes, look at you niggas tryin'
And ya dumb, dumb, better run, run 'cause we fryin' em
Eastside, where ya from, from niggas wildin'
So be silent before my niggas creep silent
With street knowledge, complete nonsense
Delete comments, online, all lies, we see violence
Every day in my eyes, they killing my niggas, die, nigga die
Pull up with the fye, get 'em nigga, it's eye for an eye
If we gotta ride, fuck it nigga, ride for the ride of ya life
Diabolical minds, I don't mind it, I like it, I like it, I love it
I fuck with you, you a thug, I'ma thug with you
We can knuck, we can buck if a nigga fuck with you
I got love for you out the mud with you, off the muscle
[Chorus]
Yeah, run Ricky, run, run nigga, run, jump nigga, jump
Come here they come run, run, run, run
Gun with the drum, bum bitty bum, slump in the trunk
My city go dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb
151 rum and a blunt
Young nigga numb, numb, numb and he got a little gun
A little bitty killer really doin' it for fun
Give him a little bit and he'll get a nigga-
Bro which vst and plug did u use for the main melody i see scope for a lotta beats from that plug...plz reply
people disliking instrumental, like whaat!!?? how much dumbness have you got
Hay forma de tener la instrumental?
ggaayy😄😃😀😊☺😉
😂
pwede ba magamit to sa track?
No sorry, Instrumental yan ng song. Cover lang pwede pero may copyright.
sarap lapatan shit🔥
Hab ndkhol mwso3at ginis hay
Hak mokhi wdkhol insayd
Rah ngydak l syiside
Fo9 ma music kan danse n9ata3lak adan
Mem 9dam ansa bah tban a9adi
L9ofa bla yadin m3aya ma 3ndo ma y9di
Mem mem li 3ndo lmal ma3aya y9di
Fo9 rap lghbar 3ndi fi lsani baliyat
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