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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 dirty
Money gets low in the yo
Tough times nickels thats bigger than dimes, you the flavor
Ruff neck city ain't nothin sweet kid nothin pretty

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

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

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

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

Between two cars we park, pepper got
In the dark scramble 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 wasn't a cop I bust you, I don't trust you
Coppers lust my crew, forget a curfew

We in the plaza to jerk through
Three sixty with the waves modern day slave
First one to peel, it's not
Plant that as a matter of fact we crack 'em
Us against brown, run fast you ran track
Never back push the Acc on the sidewalk
Crash, toss the and tear ass
Zig zag till you your stash

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

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

You got my man shot, run
We wylin on Staten Island it's one bein' in the bing
And not smilin' on the gate it's too
Fate you over, jakes runnin' for snakes
The white rover, with the plates down Gee street
Comin' from state, see me in the drivers 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 a nice size gun
Run! If you want to have fun
Run! Be the out word God run hard

Run run