That next felony, nigga, it's like three zip
Run! See what happened to Un, they bad with they cops
Took off, made track look easy
Rather it be the streets, then jail where I die at
Curse, swerve to get served, these cocksuckers got nerve
Ah-hah! I might gotta take my shirt off
Before I let these crackers throw me in shit
Aiyo, I jumped from the 8th floor step, hit the ground
And I'm ashmatic, so I'm lookin' for somewhere to hide at
When you see me comin' get the fuck out the entrance!
Run! Besides that, I got about 5 years on me
Run! Fuck that! Run! Cops got guns!
They come by one more time, they gon' hop out
Run, I will knock your bug, no, quick flag the car down
Run! I will not get bagged on the rock
I like that one
Run! It's hard for me to slow down, it's like I'm on the Throughway
Runnin' through the pissy stairwells, I ain't hear nothin'
Uh, down-shiftin' on 'em like I got gears on me
The walkie talkies them D-E-T's had, black, they was rated P.G
My belt's in the crib on the floor by my two-way
Oh shit, yo, yo, yo, run
Run! Scared to death, runnin' like I got bears on me
Run! My Timb's start feelin' like they Nike Air's on me
Run! If you ain't do shit, you it
Run! Fuck that! Run! Cops got guns! Muthafucka
If they don't kill me, they gon' give me a number I can't do
Err! Pull off quick, back up, hit the bitch, dog
Buggin', only thing I remember was the bullshit summon
Don't leave nothin' unbagged, shave everything
Yeah, kid
Run! Fuck that! Run! Cops got guns!
My pockets is lean, clean when I vanished off
I learned from the O.G.'s to save everything
Uh-huh, go in, go in
I got five hundred, hundred packs in my backyard
Bounce if you a good kid, bounce, do the bird hop
That I told the chief on Rich Port I don't wanna merge
That next felony, nigga, it's like three zip
The pound fell, cops is coming
They two deep and one is a bitch, she gettin' knocked out
Run! If you sell drugs in the school zone
Run! They am' shit, plan shit, destroy evidence
So, run! Hop fences, jump over benches!
When you see me comin' get the fuck out the entrance!
I'm cuttin' niggaz throats on the sails while they puff L's
Run! If you sell drugs in the school zone
Get cassed, I'm not comin' home with no fifty six
Then I can get rid of the pack
Now I'm try'nna hold my hammer up and my pants too
'Magine if I would of let off a shot or two, you know what I gotta do
But they too close and I got this new toast
Take me to, Ghost here they come now!
Clear twelve-twelve's, that look like stuff shells
Run! If you gettin' chased with no shoes on
But I just copped this pretty chrome thing, so I'm dippin' with that
Turned down Hill, light the Marley spliff
Die with the heart of Scarface and take fifty licks
So I stopped at the 2nd floor, ran across, cracks is fallin'
Yo, uh, it's Task Force Tuesday, the NARCS is in the black car
They givin' out life like bird tons
Heard I was killin' shit, they must got word
They givin' out life like bird tons
So, run! Hop fences, jump over benches!
Run! If you gettin' chased with no shoes on
Run! If you ain't do shit, you it
