CMT & E-A-Ski - Runnin' Out da Crackhouse lyrics

My old school homie took a fall His blood hit the muthaf**in wall Ran to the trunk and got the AK cause the funk was on It felt like Christmas Day I got a present and it come with a banana clip Santa Claus muthaf**a meet the hollow tip But let me get to the trunk so they f**ed up Now I'm 'bout to explode, n***as s**in chrome up Kick down the door and started spraying My n***a on the ground eyes wide open dead layin' Busted a n***a in the back rat-a-tat-tat His blood hit the floor first I heard his back crack Sounds of a muthaf**in murder, the ghetto got me insane To my damn brain Never leavin the house without my Glock nine You can't stop crime so I'mma co*k mine The other n***a had a baby mack And he was off the crack He shot and missed and I shot back But we both hit the floor, what the f** for I caught a bullet up in my chest and I didn't know But the bulletproof vest was on G So I kept buckin at his a** like a donkey And when I tried to run and get out The pig put the Glock to my mouth As I was... Runnin out da crackhouse out da crackhouse Runnin out da crackhouse out da crackhouse Runnin out da crackhouse out da crackhouse Runnin out da muthaf**in crackhouse Cop had his finger on the muthaf**in trigga Screamin some sh** about a barbecued n***a I had a pocket full of 'cane and a bloody gat I went insane when they blasted my cutty mack He was my potna like En Vogue wish he hold on But I don't think he'll be alive for too much long I dropped the Glock with a puzzle look on my face Cuz now I'm stuck with the dope and f**in murder case They threw me in the car and told me they that wanted a cut And if I try to get away a motherf**er stuck Excuse me officer but you can s** a n***a dick He looked me in the eye and told his potna get the b**h Slobberin at the mouth, muthaf**in K-9 Put it in my face told me not to waste time What's my name? Spice muthaf**in Ace Yelled f** the pig, spit a loogey in his face He let that goddamn K-9 go Me and that b**h had it out on the floor It went on for five minutes or less Teeth marks on my muthaf**in neck and chest He took me down to the county I'm seein' pictures of my n***as on the wall for the bounty I walked in with blood on my pants and n***as lookin at me like a black Charles Manson And I still had dope in my mouth cuz I'm fresh out da crackhouse Out the crackhouse Runnin out da crackhouse out da crackhouse Runnin out da crackhouse out da crackhouse Runnin out da crackhouse out da crackhouse Runnin out da muthaf**in crackhouse