B-Real - Tha Way We Run It lyrics

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B-Real - Tha Way We Run It lyrics

Geah One two One two (check it out) One two One two (check it out) Uh [B-REAL] I put years in this sh** struggled to build the empire Just another brick in the wall you fall tired Who will be the one son to fall victim? Who's on the street, who's runnin' from pigs wishing? No way out You can't stay out - your hook Criminal lifestyle, you're booked in the crook Where will you seek shelter? k**afornia What'll you do when you see the heat around the corner? You silly f**ing goner, where will you hide? On the sick side of town facin' the long ride Sick-a** Soul Assa**ins I keep blastin' Cause you never know when it's time for some action A fraction, chain reaction the crew smashin' Through your city get the committee a ready faction We run sh** And muthaf**as are on it You can't call it, buster you better stall it [Hook] We got G-boys and ho's on deck One times gafflin' n***as that chin check (check it out) You see a robbery We done it That's just the way we run it [EIHT] Ten years in the game, no chains remain Heavy weights, get it straight, still bringin' the pain First green since the B.G I gotta get cream Late nite hype's the fiends as I plots a scheme Got tight with rap flows and followed the rap shows But the streets keep callin' me to cluck the pesos Did good I made up tapes about the hood Locked down that sh** as nobody could Enemies always out to get me But just keep spittin' rhymes and they won't hit me Street dreams always made of this Top dollar b**hes and switches is on my list Leave your a** with the good night kiss Makes moves smooth so your shorty won't miss Never runnin' to meal, we chill on the hill Real G's always packs the steel [Hook] [EIHT] It ain't a problem that I can't fix Cause I can do it - in the mix Nowadays We be's the G's that's deadly Bustin' raps, shootin' craps, gots the straps on ready Common sense'll tell you, slide out But ain't no f**in' where for you to hide out Got the picture? We don't play no games Eiht and B-Real f**in' Frank & Jesse James To the limit Watch us do what we do Leave your whole life f**ed turn misty blue Senoritas and pesos yes yes y'all Ball cause we to tall and never fall We got paper fo' sho' No doubt Criminal mind this time you're a**ed out Define it Here's your strollin' paper just sign it Take a walk as the Eiht starts to talk [Hook] Soul Assa**ins one time Soul Assa**ins two times Geah My n***a Muggs Still pushin' that china white Check it out, uh Boom Bam in the house My n***a Foe in the house Geah Cypress in the house, uh Take 2 to your mouth Soul Assa**ins That's right Whatcha wanna do?

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