Cappadonna - Run lyrics

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Crack backs heavy on the cash all night

At the drug site we hung tight

Three o'clock 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 ain't nothin sweet kid ain't nothin pretty

New york be poppin the cork on crime look at the nine

Summertime in the court house ? ? ? shit what's mine

Two to four three to nine benatoned it what

We all ran coke gramsyou outta luck

Young bucks carrying gatsstay fat for what

We all slipped through the po-nig nobody bust

Freezewe 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 whipwe not lagit thoughrun for the gusto

Peep marcel and brown comin around dippin the logo

Run! if you ever got somethin on you son

You best a runbe off the setbounce on the projects

Cease another vickweed in your piss and parol gotsta have it

Slide like a rabbit move quick this is it

Hang jump from the fire escapeI made it

Drop the clip fingerprints all on itah fuck the bulets

I'm losin my pantsI advance in my speedsucceed in my travel

Dance on emin a fucked up whipmake 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

Don't cop out shittake the three six and add that shit

Run!... if you ever pack a nice size gun

Run!... if you sell drugs to your dun

Run!... be the fuck out word God run hard

Beetween two cars we parkpepper 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 fuck youif you wasn't a cop I might bust youI don't trust you

Coppers lust over my crewforget a curfew

We gather in the plaza to jerk through

Three sixty with the crime waves modern day slave

First one to peelit's not real

Plant that as a matter of fact we crack em down

Us against brownrun fast like you ran track

Never look back push the acc on the sidewalk

Crashtoss the heat and tear ass

Zig zag till you reach your stash

Run!...if you sell drugs to your dun

Run!...be the fuck out word to God run hard

Me and the God back to back one eighty five

And the four five survive that shit

Niggas came even though I seen you rollin there bowlin in green kid

This cream'll get you rockedknocked if you don't run

Don't grab my jacket dun get the fuck offbreak north

Or go to jailword life is trifeon the block it's too hot

You got my man shotnigga run

We wylin on staten island it's one thing bein in the bing

And not smilin on the gate it's too late

Fate held you overjakes runnin for snakes

The white roverwith the plates burn down gee street

Comin from outta statesee me in the drivers seat

Coolin without the i.d.it's not me

Babylon to the godd-i-v-i-n-e

Run!...if you sell drugs to the dun

Run!...be the fuck outword to God run hard