Текст песни Ghostface Killah f Comp, Jadakiss - Run
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[Intro: Ghostface Killah]Pss.. yo, yo, yo (yo son roll!)Oh shit, yo, yo, run![Ghostface Killah]Aiyo, I jumped from the 8th floor step, hit the groundThe pound fell, cops is comingRunnin` through the pissy stairwells, I ain`t hear nothin`Buggin`, only thing I remember was the bullshit summonSo I, stopped at the 2nd floor, ran across, cracks is fallin`My pockets is lean, clean when I vanished offTook off, made track look easyThe walkie talkies them D-E-T`s had, black, they was rated P.GRun, I will not give up, no, quick flag the car downTake me to.. Ghost here they come now!Errr! Pull off quick, back up, hit the bitch, dogTurned down Hill, light the Marley spliffRun! I will not get bagged on the RockRun! I seen what happened to Un, they bad with they copsRun! They am` shit, plan shit, destroy evidenceFuck a case, I`m not comin` home when I`m fifty sixDie with the heart of Scarface and take fifty licksBefore I let these crackers throw me and shitBounce if you a good kid, bounce, do the bird hopCurse, swerve to get served, these cock suckers got nerveHeard I was killin` shit, they must got wordThat I told the chief on Rich Port I don`t wanna merge[Chorus: Ghostface Killah]Run! If you sell drugs in the school zoneRun! If you gettin` chased with no shoes onRun! Fuck that! Run! Cops got, guns!They givin` out life like bird tonsRun! If you ain`t do shit, you itThat next felony, nigga, it`s like three zipSo, run! Hop fences, jump over benches!When you see me comin` get the fuck out the entrance!Run! Fuck that! Run! Cops got guns! Muthafucka..[Interlude: Jadakiss (Ghostface Killah)]Ah-hah! I might gotta take my shirt off (yeah, kid...)I like that one (uh-huh, go in, go in!)[Jadakiss]Yo, uh, it`s Task Force Tuesday, the NARCS is in the black carI got fine hundred, hundred packs in my backyardClear twelve-twelve`s, that look like stuff shellsI`m cuttin` niggaz throats on the sails, while they puff L`sDon`t leave nothin` un-bagged, shave everythingI learned from the O.G.`s to save everything (to save everything)They come by one more time, they gon` hop outThey two deep, and one is a bitch, she gettin` knocked outThen I can get rid of the packBut I just copped this pretty chrome thing, so I`m dippin` with thatUh, 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 ThroughwayMy belt`s in the crib on the floor by my two-wayNow I`m try`nna hold my hammer up, and my pants tooIf they don`t kill me, they gon` give me a number I can`t doRather it be the streets, then jail where I die atAnd I`m asthmatic, so I`m lookin` for somewhere to hide atBut 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[Chorus][Interlude: Comp]Yeah... yes! Yes!Comp, Chocolate City! (Whoo!)[Comp]They got me runnin` and I weigh about three hundredDrawers stuck in my ass, gun under my stomachAnd I don`t even know why they chasin` me forCuz I`m dirty like the corner in the bathroom floorSo I run through the alley, when I come through the blockRunnin` so fast, you would think I`m chasin` the copsRight in broad daylight, in the middle of winterI can`t go to jail, my mother cookin` chicken for dinner, damn!The Board of the City, Police DepartmentTry`nna put me in that bunk bed caged apartmentBut I won`t let `em, you gon` have to catch himAll I heard was "Freeze!" and "God damn it! Get him!"I duck and dodge, I sprint and fleeThey got canines and I don`t need that sent on meBody on the burner, I don`t need that pit on meBut I`ll be damned if a cop Rodney King me, Comp![Chorus]{*sirens and footsteps*}