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Run Lyrics

[Silkk the Shocker]
Hoody Hoo(gun shot)

[Chorus]
Run, run, run, run, run
When you see us wit them guns n***** better f*****' run
Run, run, run, run
I don't give a f*** where you from, when you see us, better run
Run, run, run, run
I don't give a f*** where you from, when you see us, better run
Run, run, run, run
When we come wit them guns(n***** better f*****' run)

I tell a n**** once mane, f*** tryna tell a n**** twice
I tell a n**** once, he miss it tha first time
That mean I didn't tell a n**** right
f*** tellin' a n**** polite, tell n**** nice,
An tell n***** I'mma thug
How I sold drugs, still a killa,
I wish my breath would kill a n**** wit slugs
All yall n***** around, I'm gonna ask 'em all
n***** been hype, but that's tha liquor talkin', I'mma relax 'em dawg
Relax there fawl
Ten is what I'm gonna count,
You ain't wit these n***** you better bounce like a basketball
Dirty South, where n***** talk sideways dawg
Where n***** close streets & chalk sidewalks off
No evidence, n***** use revolvers dawg
Empty, squeeze, aim til' there ain't no problems at all
s*** n***** still livin', got tha same problem wit dawg
Watch out, watch out he still breathin' watch out( three gun shots)
Problem solved
Ghetto a** n**** tote choppers & s***
Ghetto slang, f*** tryna sound all proper & s***
Now picture me sayin' up tha cash, I'll put a slug in yo a**
Put tha money in tha duffle bag
I don't wanna be greedy, I just want enough to last
s*** yall really lucky we sell records, cause yall be a** up
Picture Me, P, C, all my n***** masked up
Tellin' yall to run
[Chorus]
(Ut oh)
When they see us got 'em like faint in tha club
Pourin' champagne on 'em look & they thinkin' it's blood
I meet a thug & they shouldn't even much bein' this close
I got 'em shook up like ooh like they seen a ghost
Now see if I ain't had, in tha middle of tha hood where I would be
But they scared of me but look they gotta right, they should be
I might f*** wit some dawg but I don't f*** wit many
I got some hard news but I gotta find a way to break it to 'em gently
If they ain't got no flow & ain't got no dough
Try somethin' new cause me if I ain't got no mo'
I'm a hustla, hope everythang I do bubble
Hope my album go triple or at least double
If not, somebody in trouble
You better wacth what you sayin & tha way you sayin' words
Yeah I got money & all dawg, but look I'd rather spend yours
You this No limit s*** dawg, we bounded by blood
One scream Hoody Hoo & we surroundin' tha club
You better

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My World, My Way (2001)
Intro Na Na Na Run He Did That That's Cool Pop Lookin' Uh Ha Funny Guy Interlude 1 Haters Interlude 2 Seem Like a Thug Them Boyz My World, My Way Go Down Beef What's Heaven Like I Wish D-Game (remix) What I'm Looking For Executive Thug What You Know The Day After