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Hi-C f Too Swift

Run Up, Done Up

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Hi-Life, Too Swift, Young Quik, bring it to `em[Chorus: in faux patois]Run up run up we got de gun upHaters that think we funnin dey get done upRun up run up we got de gun upHaters that think we funnin dey get done up[Hi-C - sounding like Milk Dee]Stop schemin, and lookin hardI got that ghetto platinum credit cardMake one phone call and fools gettin hurtNiggaz, busters, bitches in skirtsGot a hoe in the house peepin out yo` safeGet you naked, and duct tape your nuts to your waistHorny nigga, thought you was gettin some cockYou ain`t gettin shit, nigga you got gotWhile I run your shit back over to the top400 bottles of Moet gettin poppedNot even cops, can fuck with Swift or the DigglerServe and protect, we gettin rid of yaPut the green light on L.A.P.D.Cause I`m tired of the motherfuckers fuckin WITH MEI wanna bust, that`s how I feel itG shit, punk bitch, we be keepin it real[Chorus] - 2X[Too Swift]Invisibility like Space GhosterI`m comin through in my Range Rover, shoot `em up the party`s overCause when I`m sober like to {?} in minesI squeeze tight as some pliers, handle my strap, with these evil designsto kill a nigga, don`t step in my pathA psycho maniac nigga raw killer it`s a bloodbathThe aftermath, `ll make you laughCold shoot `em up like La-Di-Da-Di when that 45 hit his bodyDrop his corpse to the motherfuckin pavementIt ain`t no future in that California brave shitI guess that you thought that it was all about youBut it`s all about that one 8 double-oh, hit `em up some mo`Niggaz always causin, dramaBut Too Swift I`m gettin calmer, plottin like the unibomberNiggaz trippin off my conversationsIt ain`t no confrontations, when my strap {?} like installations[Chorus] - 2X[Verse Three]Now every day, all day, I`m only out for my richesBusters and snitches be player hatin so I`m elevatinLike elevators, regulate like regulatorsAssassinate player haters, a lyrical motivatorPull mo` raid than Raiders, so you think you can fade us?Yes we snap like alligators and got mo` game than yo` fastest commentatorWhen my intellect, the dialect, subtractin conversationsCause I`m a lethal weapon when it comes to confrontations[Hi-C - like Milk Dee again]We get money, money I gotMakin haters hot when I whip in the dropDing dong it`s the bell, once again it`s onPostman dropped the package out in front of my homeCould this be a setup? Shit, man let me get upAin`t nobody comin in here, they gettin wet upOpened up the package, it was nothin but scrillaWe gon` throw another party, this is Hi-Life nigga![Chorus] - 4XWe make `em wanna riiiiiiide!

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