On The Run (feat. Soulja Slim and Da Hound) - C-Murder
Go head big baby
Soulja slims in this mothafucker
With da hound from girttown
And c mothafucking murder
Know what
I'm saying for the 19
Nickel and three mothafucking pennies
Shits getting real
Its the glock born shooter
So respect him don't neglect him
But check him, quick to blast
Bullets off in your intersection
You better ask some f**g body
Bout soulja slim I murdered them
And I keep it f**d at all times
Come look at him
I'm inviting you to danger
You best to be a banger
One that dont miss I'm tru
To this i've been raised
Blues an s**t I trained myself
For combatbust back as I react
On every attack so niggaz keep
Your mouths closed
And eyes open
My trigger finger itching to be stroking
Praying and hoping
One of you niggaz build yall
Nuts up to come try me
Lastdone it bloody body
Him couldnt get by me, why me
A soldier that has a backround
Of murders and robbery
That s**t that used to be my hobby
Never do it sloppy, make the job well done
Get rid of the murder weapon get a new gun
I'm on the run
I'm on the run, so all you
F**k niggaz leave me alone
I'm on the run
Ducking to shots to the dome
I'm on the run, so all you
F**k niggaz leave me alone
I'm on the run
Ducking to shots to the dome
It ain't no limit to the
Mothafucking fuckes we
My tank niggaz bout to
Make the world blow up
We get rowdy in the club
So show me some love
Its been 2 years since
I possessed some drugs
Hard times is a thing of the past
Give me 2 keys and
I'm gone give you back cash
I'm a hustle til I'm dead, ball til I fall
I won't rest til they
Put my name on the wall
Tru niggaz gone ride
Playa haters gone die
Cause after dollars and
Cents only the strong survive
With bulletproof hummers
And multiple pistols
With solid gold tanks and
Multiple missles
I'm a bust until I can't bust no more
The magnolia, girttown
With the calliope
I'm a no limit soldier they
Be some soidier too
I represent them killers
Cause they in my crew
I'm on the run, so all you
F**k niggaz leave me alone
I'm on the run
Ducking to shots to the dome
I'm on the run, so all you
F**k niggaz leave me alone
I'm on the run
Ducking to shots to the dome
I just hit the streets with my beer
Them niggaz know what time it is
Clear up the streets
Fuckes put away your kids
S**t I'm going out like a gangsta did
Mothafuckers gotta get it how ya live
S**t were you
Was were you niggaz here
Take a short vacation
And niggaz struck fear
I'm bout to break it down
To the nitty gritty
Act shitty ima bring
Em back to the days of nitty
Give me a bud
Pop the lid take a swig
Give me the other bud
Roll a spliff take a hit
I gotta leave em how I left
Em down and out
Running about, happy more
Than a smith n wesson
I took my pistol
I struck it to the ground
I want something go buck
About a 100 f**g rounds
Plus I want the poi and f**g furl
I'm a broke off that 11500 f**k that girl
S**t give me the wig watch me spilt it dig
Too many niggaz ain't
Pretty but thisis
I got to do em like my cousin dave do
Den we tap dem lights mothafucka hey you
Catch the ground up the s**t ima pistol whip
I be around f**k don't
Let me catch aslip
I'm on the run, so all you
F**k niggaz leave me alone
I'm on the run
Ducking to shots to the dome
I'm on the run, so all you
F**k niggaz leave me alone
I'm on the run
Ducking to shots to the dome
