Pss yo yo yo yo son roll
Oh shit yo yo run
Aiyo I jumped from the 8th floor step
Hit the ground
The pound fell cops is coming
Runnin' through the pissy stairwells
I ain't hear nothing
Buggin' only thing I remember was the bullshit summon
So I stopped at the 2nd floor
Ran across cracks is falling
My pockets is lean
Clean when I vanished off
Took off made track look easy
The walkie talkies them Det's had
Black they was rated P G
Run I will knock your bug no quick flag the car down
Take me to ghost here they come now
Errr pull off quick back up
Hit the bitch dog
Turned down hill light the Mommy's lif
Run I will not get bagged on the rock
Run I seen what happened to un
They bad with they cops
Run they am shit plan shit
Destroy evidence
F**king cassed I'm not coming home with no fifty six
Die with the heart of scarface and take fifty licks
Before I let these crackers throw me and shit

Bounce if you a good kid bounce
Do the bird hop
Curse swerve to get served
These cocksuckers got nerve
Heard I was killin' shit
They must got word
That I told the chief on
Rich Port I don't wanna merge

Run if you sell drugs in the school zone
Run if you getting chased with no shoes on
Run f**k that run cops got guns
They giving out life like bird tons
Run if you ain't do shit you it
That next felony nigga it's like three zip
So run hop fences jump over benches
When you see me coming get the f**k out the entrance
Run f**k that run
Cops got guns muthaf**ka

Ah-hah I might gotta take my shirt off

Yeah kid

I like that one
Uh-huh go in go in
Yo uh it's task force Tuesday
The narcs is in the black car
I got fine hundred
Hundred packs in my backyard
Clear twelve-twelve's
That look like stuff shells
I'm cuttin' niggaz throats on the sails
While they puff l's
Don't leave nothin' unbagged
Shave everything
I learned from the O G's to save everything
They come by one more time
They gone hop out
They two deep and one is a bitch
She getting knocked out
Then I can get rid of the pack
But I just copped this pretty chrome thing
So I'm dippin' with that
Uh down-shiftin' on 'em like I got gears on me
Run  besides that
I got about 5 years on me
Run  scared to death
Runnin' like I got bears on me
Run  my timb's start feelin' like they nike air's on me
Run  it's hard for me to slow down
It's like I'm on the throughway
My belt's in the crib on the floor by my two-way
Now I'm tryna hold my hammer up
And my pants too
If they don't kill me
They goin' give me a number I can't do
Rather it be the streets
Then jail where I die at
And I'm ashmatic
So I'm looking for somewhere to hide at
But they too close
And I got this new toast
Magine if I would of let off a shot or two
You know what I gotta do
Run if you sell drugs in the school zone
Run if you getting chased with no shoes on
Run f**k that run cops got guns
They giving out life like bird tons
Run if you ain't do shit you it
That next felony nigga it's like three zip
So run hop fences jump over benches
When you see me coming get the f**k out the entrance
Run f**k that run
Cops got guns muthaf**ka