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专辑 : Run With The Creeps
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Run - D-Sisive
Crack backs heavy on the cash all night
At the drug site we hung tight
Three oclock in the night ounces of coke dirty kicks
Money gets low in the street yo
Tough times nickles thats bigger than dimes
You know the flavor
Ruffneck city aint nothin sweet kid aint nothin pretty
New york be poppin the cork on crime look at the nine
Summertime in the court house ? ? ? sh*t 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 lagit 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, w**d in your piss and parol 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 ***** the bulets
Im losin my pants, I advance in my speed, succeed in my travel
Dance on em, in a *****ed up whip, make my heart skip
Caught up in the drug traffic I astounded by the outfit
One twentieth tried to knock my whole click
Run! these black boys that take none
Dont cop out sh*t, take the three six and add that sh*t
Run!... if you ever pack a nice size gun
Run!... if you sell drugs to your dun
Run!... be the ***** out word God run hard
Beetween two cars we park, pepper got sparked
In the dark heads scramble at the six ooh
Spys lookin at you one two lookin too
How you roll what you stole let me see you
Nah ***** you, if you wasnt a cop I might bust you, I dont 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, its 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 a**
Zig zag till you reach your stash
Run!...if you sell drugs to your dun
Run!...be the ***** out word to God run hard
Me and the God back to back one eighty five
And the four five survive that sh*t
Niggas came even though I seen you rollin there bowlin in green kid
This creamll get you rocked, knocked if you dont run
Dont grab my jacket dun get the ***** off, break north
Or go to jail, word life is trife, on the block its too hot
You got my man shot, ni**a run
We wylin on staten island its one thing bein in the bing
And not smilin on the gate its 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., its not me
Babylon to the god, d-i-v-i-n-e
Run!...if you sell drugs to the dun
Run!...be the ***** out, word to God run hard
Run With The Creeps专辑下载
（2011-12-06）