Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Run 4 Ya Life , by - Juice. Song from the album Tip of the Iceberg, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 24.09.2007
Record label: Molemen
Song language: English
Run 4 Ya Life |
| Ha ha |
| (save ya’self) |
| Chicago is in this motherfucker tonight |
| Thats my word |
| I suggest niggas (run for your life) |
| And try’ta (save ya’self) |
| Fa’sho (ain't no running from me) |
| Swear before God these niggas don’t want none |
| (I do) |
| Hit it God |
| My niggas is high, my niggas is living and die |
| We did it in Chi, see my whole city, we ride |
| And hoes say «He got the prettiest eyes» |
| Until they see them turn pitch black when death is what I visualize |
| And all those who attempt to go against my rise |
| Better be gunning with a click as demented as mine |
| Cause one of us 'a leave and, one of us will stay and |
| One of us will breathe but, one of us will lay in |
| I’m feeling just as nutty as fuck, living it up |
| I swear to God I’ll leave these niggas bloody as fuck |
| I got a passion for putting my foot on the gas, mashing |
| Blasting on whatever niggas will be or have been |
| Feel me laughing, fuck what you talking about |
| It’s like hop-scotch, I rather just be chalking you out |
| Bitch niggas need to carry a purse, I rather bury ya' first |
| Iceberg slim, America’s worst |
| (run for your life) |
| I suggest motherfuckers try ta' (save ya’self) |
| It’s major wealth |
| I dont really care or give a fuck about who know you |
| And if I gotta go, you go too |
| Now make a move nigga |
| (run for your life) |
| You motherfuckers need ta' (save ya’self) |
| You dun played yourself |
| Niggas wanna act like they ill and higher then God |
| Til they come against the firing squad |
| Checkmate |
| I suggest women and kids take cover when my adrenaline spit |
| I’ll leave you laying on a tenement brick |
| Ready to paint the curb red, niggas bleeding |
| Just give me a reason, cause some punk niggas deserve lead |
| Hit them with a whole clip, making your soul drip |
| Show his ass exactly how cold cold can get |
| Four-Fours'll spit, flows is so sick |
| Po-pos'll get hit, white roses, thats it |
| I think its about time niggas get out-lined (lined) |
| Suits are getting fitted, the sun will not shine (shine) |
| Slugs through your spine (thats right) |
| Your life is like a new Benz and I’m about to start jacking niggas blind |
| What you ain’t heard? |
| This is murder by design |
| For any motherfucker whispering about mine (about mine) |
| And I’m J-U calico, I let these niggas know |
| I bring drama from the door nigga |
| (run for your life) |
| I suggest niggas try ta' (save ya’self) |
| It’s major wealth |
| I dont really care or give a fuck about who know you |
| And if I gotta go, you go too |
| Now make a move nigga |
| (run for your life) |
| Gun and a knife, you need to (save ya’self) |
| You dun played yourself |
| All these punk niggas wanna act like they higher then God |
| Til they come against the firing squad |
| Checkmate |
| It dont matter if I’m rapping or not, I’m still packing the hot |
| Seventeen shot’ll mack in the Glock |
| I’ll leave these niggas backless, spineless, brainless |
| Nines is, stainless, crimes is, heinous |
| I’ll do it execution style, J’ll make it painless |
| My guns have names but bullets remain nameless |
| Pulling the thang flagrant, the third rail’ll face them |
| You can go to Hell facing 'empty shell casings |
| Tell Jason «Hi,» kiss your life goodbye |
| Damn shame she’s widow cause your wife is fly |
| But now your whole soul well it belongs to Chi |
| What tha fuck?! |
| Niggas think they too strong to die |
| Fucking with J, I’ll lift motherfuckers up up and away |
| Everytime a niggas tucking a tray |
| It’s like rock paper scissors nigga, gun and a knife |
| If you like fresh air, I suggest niggas run for their life |
| (run for your life) |
| I suggest you punk niggas try ta' (save ya’self) |
| Major wealth |
| Niggas wanna front, I dont care about who know you |
| Cause if I gotta go, you go too |
| Now make a move nigga |
| (run for your life) |
| Gun and a knife, you need to (save ya’self) |
| You dun played yourself |
| Every rap nigga wanna act like they higher then God |
| Til they come against the firing squad |
| Checkmate nigga |
| (run for your life) |
| I suggest niggas try ta' (save ya’self) |
| I dont care about all your little street plugs |
| I dont care who know you |
| But if I gotta go, you go too |
| Now make a move nigga |
| (run for your life) |
| Gun and a knife, you need ta' (save ya’self) |
| You dun played yourself |
| Every rap nigga wanna act like they higher then God |
| Til they meet the damn firing squad |
| Holla back! |