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Run, Pt. 1 - Live in San Bernadino, CA - 2019 Remaster
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Yeah, think of
What up, J?
Hey yo, I want to welcome
San Bernardino!
What up, y'all?
Yeah, yo, yo, yo
Hey yo, crack vials, having you on the castle all night
At the dog site, we hung tight
3 o'clock in the night, ounces of blow, 30 kids
Money gets low in the streets, yo
Tough times, niggas' dashes bigger than down
You know the flavor, rough night city
Ain't nothing sweet, kid, ain't nothing pretty
New York be popping the cork on proxies, got the nine
Summer time in the courthouse, oh shit!
Of course I run, two to the four, three to the nine, penitentiary bound
What, we all ran, fuck ran!
You ought to watch your caps, carry your gats
Stay strapped for what?
We all sniffed the police, nobody bust
Breeze within the breeze with the blunts
Nobody drop their cheese or they fronts
Meet up on the roof, look off the front, play low
Watch out for Po-Po, that's how it go, three in the whip
We not that legit though, run for the gusto
P-Moss in the crowd, coming around, tripping the loco
Run if you ever got something on you, son
You just got to run
Me off the shack, shack!
Bouncing from the project, season of the bench!
Weeding your piercing, but Wu got to have it
Slide like a rabbit, move quick as a zip
Aing-jump from the fire escape, I made it!
Dropped the clip, ni- na prints all over
Ah, fuck those bullets, I'm losing my pants
I advance my speed, succeed in my travel
Dance on them, in a fucked up whip
Make my heart skip, caught up in the drug traffic
Eyes scanning the surrounded by the outfit
128 tried to knock my whole click, run!
These bad boys don't take none
Don't cop out the shit, take a three to the six and you add that shit, run!
If you pack a nice size gun, run!
If you sell drugs till you're done, run!
Run! Beat the fuck out, word
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