歌词
Crack backs heavy on the cash all night
At the drug site we hung tight
Three o'clock in the night ounces of coke dirty kicks
Money gets low in the street yo
Tough times nickels thats bigger than dimes  you know the flavor
Ruff neck city ain't nothin sweet kid ain't nothin pretty
New York be poppin' the cork on crime look at the nine
Summertime in the court house oh  shit whats mine
Two to four three to nine benatoned it what
We all ran coke grams  you outta luck
Young bucks carrying gats  stay fat for what
We all slipped through the po-nig nobody bust
Freeze  we in the breeze with the blunts
Nobody drop the trees or they fronts
Meet on the roof look off the front play low
Watch out for po-po thats how it go
Three in the whip  we not lag it though  run for the gusto
Peep Marcel and Brown comin' around dippin' the logo
Run if you ever got somethin' on you son
You best a run  be off the set  bounce on the projects
Cease another vick  weed in your piss and parole gotsta have it
Slide like a rabbit move quick this is it
Hang jump from the fire escape  I made it
Drop the clip fingerprints all on it  ah f**k those bullets
I'm losin' my pants  I advance in my speed  succeed in my travel
Dance on 'em  and I f**ked up whip  make my heart skip
Caught up in the drug traffic I astounded surrounded by the outfit
One twentieth tried to knock my whole click
Run  These black boys that take none
Don't cop out the shit  take the three six and you add that shit
Run  If you ever pack a nice size gun
Run  If you sell drugs to your dun
Run  Be the f**k out word God run hard
Between two cars we park  pepper got sparked
In the dark heads scramble at the six ooh
Spy's lookin' at you one two lookin' too
How you roll what you stole let me see you
Nah f**k you  if you wasn't a cop I might bust you  I don't trust you
Coppers lust over my crew  forget a curfew
We gather in the plaza to jerk through
Three sixty with the crime waves modern day slave
First one to peel  it's not real
Plant that as a matter of fact we crack 'em down
Us against brown  run fast like you ran track
Never look back push the Acc on the sidewalk
Crash  toss the heat and tear ass
Zig zag till you reach your stash
Run  If you sell drugs to your dun
Run  Be the f**k out word to God run hard
Me and the God back to back one eighty five
With the four five survive that shit
You just came even though I remember your face
Even though I seen you rollin' there bowlin' in green kid
This cream will get you rocked  knocked if you don't run
Don't grab my jacket don't get the f**k off  break north
Or go to jail  word life is strife  on the block it's too hot
You got my man shot  nigga run
We wylin on Staten Island it's one thing bein' in the bing
And not smilin' on the gate it's too late
Fate held you over  jakes runnin' for snakes
The white rover  with the plates burn down Gee street
Comin' from outta state  see me in the drivers seat
Coolin' without the I D   it's not me
Babylon to the God  D I V I N E
Run  If you sell drugs to the dun
Run  If you pack a nice size gun
Run  If you want to still have fun
Run  Be the f**k out word God run hard
Motherf**ker
Run motherf**ker run
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