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Crack backs heavy on the cash all
At the drug we hung tight
Three o'clock in the night ounces of coke kicks
Money low in the street yo
Tough nickels thats bigger than dimes, you know the flavor
Ruff neck city ain't nothin kid ain't nothin pretty

New be poppin' the cork on crime look at the nine
Summertime in the court house oh, shit mine
Two to four three to benatoned it what
We all ran coke grams, you luck
Young carrying gats, stay fat for what
We all slipped through the nobody bust

Freeze, we in the breeze with the
Nobody the trees or they fronts
Meet on the roof off the front play low
Watch out for thats how it go
Three in the whip, we not lag it though, run for the
Peep Marcel and Brown comin' around dippin' the
Run if you ever got on you son

You a run, be off the set, bounce on the projects
Cease another vick, weed in piss and parole gotsta have it
like a rabbit move quick this is it
Hang jump the fire escape, I made it
Drop the clip fingerprints all on it, ah those bullets
I'm my pants, I advance in my speed, succeed in my travel
Dance on 'em, and I fucked up whip, make my heart
Caught up in the drug traffic I astounded surrounded by the

One twentieth tried to knock my whole
Run! These black boys that none
Don't cop out the shit, take the three six and you add shit
Run! If you ever pack a nice gun
Run! If you drugs to your dun
Run! Be the fuck out word God run

two cars we park, pepper got sparked
In the dark heads at the six ooh
Spy's lookin' at you one two too
How you what you stole let me see you
Nah fuck you, if you a cop I might bust you, I don't trust you
Coppers lust my crew, forget a curfew

We gather in the to jerk through
Three sixty with the crime modern day slave
First one to peel, it's not
Plant that as a matter of fact we 'em down
Us brown, run fast like you ran track
look back push the Acc on the sidewalk
Crash, the heat and tear ass
Zig zag till you reach your

Run! If you drugs to your dun
Run! Be the fuck out word to God run

Me and the God back to one eighty five
With the five survive that shit
You came even though I remember your face
Even though I seen you rollin' there bowlin' in kid
This cream will get you rocked, if you don't run
grab my jacket don't get the fuck off, break north
Or go to jail, life is strife, on the block it's too hot

You got my man shot, run
We wylin on Staten it's one thing bein' in the bing
And not on the gate it's too late
Fate held you over, jakes for snakes
The white rover, with the plates burn Gee street
Comin' from outta state, see me in the seat
without the I.D., it's not me
to the God, D I V I N E

Run! If you sell to the dun
Run! If you pack a size gun
Run! If you want to still fun
Run! Be the fuck out God run hard

Run run