Run

Yeah

Shit

All the real niggas

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Yo

Ayo, I jumped from the eigtth floor step, hit the ground

The pound fell, cops is coming

Running through the pissy stairwells, I ain't hear nothin'

Buggin', only thing I remember was the bullshit summons

So I stopped at the second floor, ran across

Cracks is-, my pockets is mean, clean when I vanished off

Took off, made track look easy

The walkie-talkies them D.T.s had, Black, they was rated PG

Run, I will not give up, no, quick, flag the car down

Take me to-, Ghost, here they come now

Rrt, pull off quick, back up

Hit the bitch dog, turn down Hill, light the Marley spliff

Run (I will not get bagged on a rock)

Run, I seen what happened to Un, they bad with they cops

Run, they amp shit, plant shit, destroy evidence

Fuck a case, I'm not coming home when I'm 56 (no)

Die with the heart of Scarface and take 50 licks

Before I let these crackers throw me in shit

Bounce if you a good kid, bounce, do the bird hop

Curve, swerve and get served, these cocksuckers got nerve

Heard I was killing shit, they must got word

That I told the chief of Rich Port I don't wanna merge

Run if you sell drugs in the school zone

Run if you getting chased with no shoes on

Run, fuck that, run, cops got guns

They givin' out life, like, by the tons

Run if you ain't do shit, you it

That next felony, nigga, is life, three-zip

So, run, hop fences, jump over benches

When you see me coming, get the fuck out the entrance

Run, fuck that, run, cops got guns, motherfucker