Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Run, artist - Madlib.
Date of issue: 02.04.2007
Song language: English
Run |
Yo, uh, it’s Task Force Tuesday, the NARCS is in the black car |
I got five hundred, hundred packs in my backyard |
Clear twelve-twelve's that look like stuff shells |
I’m cuttin' niggas throats on the sails while they puff L’s |
Don’t leave nothin' unbagged, shave everything |
I learned from the O.G.'s to save everything (to save everything) |
They come by one more time they gon' hop out |
They two deep, and one is a bitch, she gettin' knocked out |
Then I can get rid of the pack |
But I just copped this pretty chrome thing, so I’m dippin' with that |
Uh, down-shiftin' on 'em like I got gears on me (Run!) |
Besides that, I got about 5 years on me (Run!) |
Scared to death, runnin' like I got bears on me (Run!) |
My Timb’s start feelin' like they Nike Air’s on me (Run!) |
It’s hard for me to slow down, it’s like I’m on the through-way |
My belt’s in the crib on the floor by my two-way |
Now I’m tryin' hold my hammer up, and my pants too |
If they don’t kill me, they gon' give me a number I can’t do |
Rather it be the streets, then jail where I die at |
And I’m asthmatic, so I’m lookin' for somewhere to hide at |
But they too close, and I got this new toast |
'Magine if I would of let off a shot or two, you know what I gotta do |
Baby, I hear you knocking at my door, I look |
Baby, I hear you knocking at my door, I look |
Baby, I hear you knocking at my door, I look |