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| [00:00.00][Intro] |
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One time, one time, nigga, one time! (Where?) |
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Runnin' from the police (Yeah, I know what you mean) |
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No matter what I do, they got a nigga |
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Still runnin' from the police |
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(Put them motherfucking Nike's on tight and get ghost y'all) |
| [00:19.39][Verse 1: Dramacydal] |
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| [00:19.39][Young Hollywood] |
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I ain't got nuttin' on my mind, but gettin' in some trouble |
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Licking shots to they block, leavin' bloody blood puddles |
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For some ridah's delight, now we in a gunfight |
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I can shoot the gauge pebbles at the devils or die tonight |
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It's on me, but if I die, bury me a motherfucking G |
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A open casket on them bastards so they all remember me |
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With my vest on my chest, my tools and my piece |
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Thug Life motherfucker, got me runnin' from the police |
| [00:43.06][K-Dogg] |
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Nigga, you know that's true |
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Catch a nigga like K-Dog, chillin' with a crew |
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Every damn day parlay with my glass of Re |
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The O.J. and it's all okay |
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To that fuckin' fake cop, got to play the man |
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Ran me down the block with my glass in my hand |
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Damn, I hope it don't spill |
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Nigga chill, shit is real, cock back my steel |
| [01:06.83][Big Malcolm] |
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I got you peepin' in my window, while I'm smokin' indo |
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But I ain't no motherfucking track star, pigs got a jeep |
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Like Big Malcolm, runnin' through motherfucker's backyards |
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So I grabs my piece before I flee |
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And instead of me runnin', these bitches is runnin' from me |
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Lick shots, hit spots off on my piece |
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Cause a nigga like Big Malcolm is through runnin' from the police |
| [01:29.55][Hook: Buju Banton] |
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Now it's war, me trying to sell, runnin' from the punk po-lice |
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They try to cock me, but them can't gun store |
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What about they come to hold up me north |
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Pulled up the park, I left school and let's buck |
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Look around, look around, punk po-lice |
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Run as fast as you can, but you can't catch me |
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Look around, look around, punk police |
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Me have to blast back, cause they blast at me |
| [01:52.98][Verse 2] |
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| [01:52.98][Stretch] |
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Yo I was, schemin' and fiendin' for loots and took the crooked route to |
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Ghetto fame I felt the pains and now I run the game |
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The insane brain, cold gettin' fly like a plane |
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On them suckers with my nigga Biggie Smalls causin' ruckus |
| [02:04.50][The Notorious B.I.G.] |
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Check it, I grew up, a fuckin' screw-up |
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Got introduced to the game, got a ounce and fuckin' blew up |
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Choppin' rocks overnight |
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The nigga Biggie Smalls tryin' to turn into the black Frank White |
| [02:15.87][Stretch] |
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And we got the workers choppin' rock, fiends by the flock |
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And we gettin' it, the dirty cop is jealous so they sweatin' it |
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I'm lettin' off smoke, hope they don't play me for no joke |
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And provoke the homicide, so just let the drama slide |
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We keepin' it real, fuck how you feel, Biggie pass the steel |
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Let's serve these motherfuckers, slugs as a fuckin' meal |
| [02:33.25][The Notorious B.I.G.] |
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We had to grow dreads to change our description |
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Two cops is on the milk box missin' |
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Show they toes you know they got stepped on |
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A fist full of bullets a chest full of Teflon |
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Run from the police picture that, nigga, I'm too fat |
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I fuck around and catch a asthma attack |
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That's why I bust back, it don't phase me |
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When he drop, take his Glock, and I'm Swayze |
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Celebrate my escape, sold the Glock, bought some weight |
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Laid back, I got some money to make, motherfucker |
| [03:02.92][Hook: Buju Banton] |
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Now it's war, me trying to sell, runnin' from the punk po-lice |
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They try to cock me, but them can't gun store |
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What about they come to hold up me north |
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Pulled up the park, I left school and let's buck |
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Look around, look around, punk po-lice |
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Run as fast as you can, but you can't catch me |
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Look around, look around, punk police |
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Me have to blast back, cause they blast at me |
| [03:25.31][Verse 3: 2Pac] |
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They got me runnin' from the five-o |
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Duckin' and dodgin' and my survival |
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Depends on when I let off with my nine, ho |
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I'm movin' swifter than the next nigga, no time for sex |
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Cause in my mind all I wonder is who's next |
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Nigga, my homie slipped and now he pays the price |
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He did a drive-by, sixteen, now he's doin' triple life |
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Tell me is it me or my upbringin' |
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I spit that thug shit |
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Nigga, motherfuck singin' |
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I hope you got your Timberlands on tight |
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Cause I ain't givin' up |
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I'd rather duck these motherfuckers all night |
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I'm runnin' through the projects, biatch |
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They'll never catch me |
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Cause I'm loc'ed and trigger happy on the, sniatch |
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Don't say you never heard of me, til they murder me |
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I'm a legend |
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Do thug niggas go to heaven? |
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I'm rollin' with the Thoro Headz |
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We gettin' ghost on them hoes and yo |
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I got no love for the five-o |
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I'm runnin' from the police |
| [04:12.58][Hook: Buju Banton] |
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Now it's war, me trying to sell, runnin' from the punk po-lice |
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They try to cock me, but them can't gun store |
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What about they come to hold up me north |
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Pulled up the park, I left school and let's buck |
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Look around, look around, punk po-lice |
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Run as fast as you can, but you can't catch me |
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Look around, look around, punk police |
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Me have to blast back, cause they blast at me |
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Eagen |
