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Run - текст песни



Run


C'mon, c'mon, RUN








Vice pull up, what you gon' do - RUN


When blue and white's come, what you gon' do - RUN


If you can't get away then stash the gun


Before you get popped off, have some fun








9 times outta 10, you escape when you run


But if you can't get away then toss the gun


You'll be seein' that county cell


You'll be livin' in county hell


Niggaz in the bullpen'll erase yo block


Muthafuckin' Ricans done stole yo car


You wanna see this type of shit - NO


You wanna go this type of place - NO


All bullshit aside nigga jail ain't fun


Especially when you can't make yo bail and run


Sittin' in the D-A room talkin' about appeal


They ain't tryin' to hear that shit, be for real


When you hear that you'll be payin' a lot


Tryin' to cop out boy ?? hot


Ain't goin' home cause you ain't got bond


Betcha next time you'll remember to RUN














Cops see the same old niggaz on the block


Cops see the same niggaz in the same spot


It ain't they fault that you wasn't on point


26 hundred ?? in the joint


Mad at the nigga that had yo back


Is he the same nigga that had the pack


They knew every place that you hid the dough


So you the muthafucka that wasn't on post


Playin' with them hoes all outta control


Served too slow when PIG's in the hole


If you knew you had a ??


Why the fuck you act like ice and froze


What was you thinkin' when you sold that crown


You coulda been bout three blocks down


Hittin' gates and gateways and all that


Kept all the cash, the yay, and the gat


Took you a break, woulda smoked you a blunt


Came back out and shot back up


C'mon, c'mon, and RUN














Leave the gateway open so I can dip through the back


Smokin' ?? they got in a pack


Tippin' from all the hypes that's pullin' up on bikes


What the hell am I doin' out here servin' with two strikes


Niggaz don't know I'm trainin' to be a track star


(Whoop, Whoop - Errrrr!) Put yo hands on the car


You must be one of them tight big niggaz that's old


But I'm from the bigger number with the rhythm and roll


I hit blocks, dip cops


Kept the knot, dropped the glock, ended up on Wilcox


It don't even matter now cause I done throwed them rocks


Went through a house that I don't know like I was Goldie Locks


I broke a sweat


Now I'm smokin' dro in a Lac


I'm throwin' a pack


Shit, I ain't never goin' back


If I happen to go to jail, niggaz better tryin'


I make a getaway cleverly and never see time cause I'll RUN



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