[Silkk the Shocker]
Hoody Hoo(gun shot)
[Chorus]
Run, run, run, run, run
When you see us wit them guns n***as better f**in' 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***as better f**in' run)
I tell a n***a once mane, f** tryna tell a n***a twice
I tell a n***a once, he miss it tha first time
That mean I didn't tell a n***a right
f** tellin' a n***a polite, tell n***a nice
An tell n***as I'mma thug
How I sold d**, still a k**a
I wish my breath would k** a n***a wit slugs
All yall n***as around, I'm gonna ask 'em all
n***as 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***as you better bounce like a basketball
Dirty South, where n***as talk sideways dawg
Where n***as close streets & chalk sidewalks off
No evidence, n***as use revolvers dawg
Empty, squeeze, aim til' there ain't no problems at all
sh** n***as still livin', got tha same problem wit dawg
Wacth out, watch out he still breathin' watch out( three gun shots)
Problem solved
Ghetto a** n***a tote choppers & sh**
Ghetto slang, f** tryna sound all proper & sh**
Now picture me sayin' up tha cash, I'll put a lug in yo a**
Put tha money in tha duffle bag
I don't wanna be greedy, I just want enough ta last
sh** yall really lucky we sell records, cause yall be a** up
Picture Me, P, C, all my n***as 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 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 atleast 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 yerns
You this No limit sh** dawg, we bounded by blood
One scream Hoody Hoo & we surroundin' tha club
You better
Chorus(2X)