| Run, run, run, run, run
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| When you see us wit them guns niggas better fuckin' run
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| Run, run, run, run
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| I don’t give a fuck where you from, when you see us, better run
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| Run, run, run, run
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| I don’t give a fuck where you from, when you see us, better run
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| Run, run, run, run
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| When we come wit them guns (niggas better fuckin' run)
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| I tell a nigga once mane, fuck tryna tell a nigga twice
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| I tell a nigga once, he miss it tha first time
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| That mean I didn’t tell a nigga right
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| Fuck tellin' a nigga polite, tell nigga nice
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| An tell niggas I’mma thug
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| How I sold drugs, still a killa
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| I wish my breath would kill a nigga wit slugs
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| All yall niggas around, I’m gonna ask 'em all
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| Niggas been hype, but that’s tha liquor talkin', I’mma relax 'em dawg
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| Relax there fawl
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| Ten is what I’m gonna count
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| You ain’t wit these niggas you better bounce like a basketball
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| Dirty South, where niggas talk sideways dawg
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| Where niggas close streets & chalk sidewalks off
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| No evidence, niggas use revolvers dawg
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| Empty, squeeze, aim til' there ain’t no problems at all
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| Shit niggas still livin', got tha same problem wit dawg
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| Wacth out, watch out he still breathin' watch out (three gun shots)
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| Problem solved
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| Ghetto ass nigga tote choppers & shit
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| Ghetto slang, fuck tryna sound all proper & shit
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| Now picture me sayin' up tha cash, I’ll put a lug in yo ass
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| Put tha money in tha duffle bag
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| I don’t wanna be greedy, I just want enough ta last
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| Shit yall really lucky we sell records, cause yall be ass up
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| Picture Me, P, C, all my niggas masked up
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| Tellin' yall to run
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| (Ut oh)
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| When they see us got 'em like faint in tha club
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| Pourin' champagne on 'em look & they thinkin' it’s blood
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| I meet a thug & they shouldn’t even much bein' this close
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| I got 'em shook up like ooh like they seen a ghost
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| Now see if I ain’t had, in tha middle of tha where I would be
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| But they scared of me but look they gotta right, they should be
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| I might fuck wit some dawg but I don’t fuck wit many
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| I got some hard news but I gotta find a way to break it to 'em gently
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| If they ain’t got no flow & ain’t got no dough
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| Try somethin' new cause me if I ain’t got no mo'
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| I’m a hustla, hope everythang I do bubble
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| Hope my album go triple or atleast double
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| If not, somebody in trouble
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| You better wacth what you sayin & tha way you sayin' words
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| Yeah I got money & all dawg, but look I’d rather spend yerns
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| You this No limit shit dawg, we bounded by blood
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| One scream Hoody Hoo & we surroundin' tha club
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| You better |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Run , by - Silkk The Shocker. Song from the album My World, My Way, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп