Silkk The Shocker - Run lyrics

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Silkk The Shocker - Run lyrics

[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)

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