Jadakiss and Ghostface Killah — Run
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Run Jadakiss and Ghostface Killah03:19
Текст песни: Run
[Intro: Ghostface Killah] Psst Yo (Yo), yo-yo (Yo), yo (Five-O) Oh shit, yo (Yo, let me out), run [Verse 1: Ghostface Killah] Ayo, I jumped from the 8th floor step, hit the ground The pound fell, cops is coming Running through the pissy stairwells, I ain't hear nothin' Buggin', only thing I remember was the bullshit summons So I stopped at the second floor, ran across Cracks is fallin', my pockets is mean, clean when I vanished off Took off, made track look easy The walkie-talkies them D.T.s had, Black, they was rated PG Run, I will not give up, no, quick, flag the car down (Yo, yo, yo) Take me to— Ghost, here they come now Rrt, pull off quick, back up Hit the bitch dog, turn down Hill, light the Marley spliff Run, I will not get bagged on a rock Run, I seen what happened to Un, they bad with they cops Run, they amp shit, plant shit, destroy evidence Fuck a case, I'm not coming home when i'm fifty-six (No) Die with the heart of Scarface and take fifty licks Before I let these crackers throw me in shit Bounce if you a good kid, bounce, do the bird hop Curve, swerve and get served, these cocksuckers got nerve Heard I was killing shit, they must got word That I told the chief of Rich Port I don't wanna merge [Chorus: Ghostface Killah] Run if you sell drugs in the school zone Run if you getting chased with no shoes on Run, fuck that, run, cops got guns They givin' out life, like, by the tons Run if you ain't do shit, you it That next felony, nigga, is life, three-zip So, run, hop fences, jump over benches When you see me coming, get the fuck out the entrance Run, fuck that, run, cops got guns, motherfucker [Interlude: Jadakiss & Ghostface Killah] Aha, I might got take my shirt off (Yeah, kid) I like that one (Uh-huh, go in, go in), yo, uh [Verse 2: Jadakiss & Ghostface Killah] It's task force Tuesday, the narcs is in the black car I got five hundred hundred-packs in my backyard Clear twelve-twelves that look like stuffed shells I'm cutting niggas' throats on the sales while they puff Ls Don't leave nothing unbagged, shave everything I learned from the OGs to save everything They come by one more time, they gon' hop out They two deep, and one is a bitch, she getting knocked out Then I can get rid of the pack But I just copped this pretty chrome thing, so I'm dippin' with that, uh Downshifting on 'em like I got gears on me Besides that, I got about five years on me (Run) Scared to death, running like I got bears on me (Run) My Timbs start feeling like they Nike Airs on me (Run) It's hard for me to slow down, it's like I'm on the Thruway My belt's in the crib on the floor by my two-way Now I'm trying to hold my hammer up, and my pants too If they don't kill me, they gon' give me a number I can't do Rather it be the streets than jail where I die at And I'm asthmatic, so I'm looking for somewhere to hide at But they too close, and I got this new toast Imagine if I would've let off a shot or two, you know what I gotta do [Chorus: Ghostface Killah] Run if you sell drugs in the school zone Run if you getting chased with no shoes on Run, fuck that, run, cops got guns They givin' out life, like, by the tons Run if you ain't do shit, you it That next felony, nigga, is life, three-zip So, run, hop fences, jump over benches When you see me coming, get the fuck out the entrance Run, fuck that, run, cops got guns, motherfucker
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