run [Chorus x2] I'm on the run, so all you bitch niggaz leave me alone I'm on the run, ducking 2 shots to the dome [C-Murder] It ain't no limit to
new gun I'm on the run [Chorus x2] I'm on the run, so all you bitch niggaz leave me alone I'm on the run, ducking 2 shots to the dome [C-Murder
Превод: Ц-Мурдер. На Покрени.
Превод: Ц-Мурдер. Убиство Ф / Соуља Слим, Да хрт - На Покрени.
to come rump wit me? You the type to run your mouth and then run from me I'm poppin' off in your hood wit no company. Come on, Queens ain't showin' you
, Amen I run with brave men, straight out the housin', we wildin' Names engraved in the pavement Brick building, grown ladies jump off the roof Nigga get paged, then murdered
the Comission, you ask for permission to hit 'em He don't like me, hit him while wifey was with him You heard of us, the murderous, most shady Been on
you niggas have seen the carnage that I've seen I still hear things scream in my dreams Murder, murder in black convertibles I kill a block, I murder
to keep up ballin' when you're on the run I got two kis in my trunk and a shovel Stepped on the one, so now I gots double The shovel's for drama, need
survive The feature opens with this young black child, fingers scratched Cigarette burns on the sofa, turnin' the TV down While Mary Jane girls, 45's playin', soft in the background Food from C
with Caine, to Herb, to Big And, Eminem murdered you on your own shit You a dick-ridin' faggot, you love the attention Queens niggas run you niggas, ask Russell Simmons Ha, R O C
to Boo was wrong oh, so wrong, so wrong Gotta hold on gotta stay strong When the day comes, better believe Bone gotta shoulder, you can lean on Hey,
get down, body rock [body rock, body rock, body rock]. Bizzy: I heard. I murder. I heard. I murder. I heard. Yeah (censored), we holler about all of the murders
you, stop you) Look who got you, too, who shot you Who got you, pop you and stop you (Stop you, stop you) The Rip here to run in the street And flippin' on
wanna hurt nobody, just kill off Illuminati Fuck the D.E.A. and the F.B.I. I.R.S. can kiss my ass, U.C.P.D., F.C.C. Y'all better quit too 'fore a nigga
