This is a song about "People run ya mouth"

Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house

I got more gold, shinin in my mouth

You should of locked up ya mouth bitch now ya lockin your door

Lot of tough talk personas, they ain’t really built for war

Beyond the extremities of every one and anyone

I will put ya on the run, i’ll put ya on the run

Bitch stop running your mouth

A thug niggas in tha house

I open my mouth and all the people gather

Regardless to all them, i appease her

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

An people say im not heard of, your in an era where my skills hurt ya,

Cuz gun play, might end ya up by the run way

From a couple feet awaybut stay away