Текст песни C-Murder - On the Run, слова песни C-Murder

Текст песни C-Murder - On the Run

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Go head big babySoulja Slim`s in this mothafucker with Da Hound from girttown and C mothafucking MurderKnow what I`m saying for the 19 9nickel and three mothafucking penniesShit`s getting real[Soulja Slim]Its the glock born shooter so respect him don`t neglect himBut check him, quick to blast bullets off in your intersectionYou better ask some fucking body bout Soulja Slim I murdered themand I keep it cocked at all times come look at himI`m inviting you to dangerYou best to be a bangerOne that don`t miss I`m TRU to this I`ve been raisedblues an shit I trained myself for combatBust back as I reactOn every attack so niggaz keep your mouths closedAnd eyes openMy trigger finger itching to be strokingPraying and hopingOne of you niggaz build ya`ll nuts up to come try meLast nigga done it bloody bodyHim couldn`t get by me, why meA soldier that has a backround of murders and robberyThat shit that used to be my hobbyNever do it sloppy, make the job well doneGet rid of the murder weapon get a new gunI`m on the run[Chorus x2]I`m on the run, so all you bitch niggaz leave me aloneI`m on the run, ducking 2 shots to the dome[C-Murder]It ain`t no limit to the mothafucking bitches we fuckMy tank niggaz bout to make the world blow upWe get rowdy in the club, so show me some loveIts been 2 years since I possessed some drugsNigga hard times is a thing of the pastGive me 2 keys and I`m gone give you back cashI`m a hustle til I`m dead, ball til I fallI won`t rest til they put my name on the wallTRU niggaz gone ride, playa haters gone dieCause after dolllars and cents only the strong surviveWith bulletproof Hummers and multiple pistolsWith solid gold tanks and multiple misslesI`ma bust until I can`t bust no moreThe Magnolia, Girttown with the CalliopeI`ma No Limit Soldier they be some soldiers tooI represent them killers cause they in my crew[Chorus x2][Da Hound]I just hit the streets with my beerThem niggaz know what time it isClear up the streets bitches put away your kidsShit I`m going out like a gangsta didMothafuckers gotta get it how ya liveShit were you niggaz was were you niggaz hereTake a short vacation and niggaz struck fearFuck I`m bout to break it down to the nitty grittyNigga act shitty I`ma bring `em back to the days of nittyGive me a Bud, pop the lid take a swigGive me the other bud, roll a spliff take a hitI gotta leave `em how I left `em down and outRunning about, happy more than a smith n wessonI took my pistol I struck it to the groundI want something go buck about a 100 fucking roundsPlus I want the poi and fucking furlI`m a broke off that 11500 fuck that girlShit give me the wig watch me split it ya digToo many niggaz ain`t pretty but this nigga isI got to do `em like my cousin Dave doden we tap dem lights mothafucka hey youCatch the ground up the shit I`ma pistol whipI be around fuck don`t let me catch a nigga slip[Chorus x2]

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On the Run

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