shame On the corner like caine, we might be poppin off some damn kids Jump out with the strap Niggas caught off guard Slipping hard Running for the damn backyard (run run run
heated heavy) Do my thugs run this motherfucker? (Hell yeah) Do my killas run this motherfucker? (Hell yeah) Do my thugs run this motherfucker? (Hell yeah) Do my killas run
Don't like to get ill, but if I have to I kill So believe me boy, you gots to chill *echoes* * DJ K La Boss cuts "Jungle boogie!" * Catch every word
to, And get slumped with the gun too Gimme mine cause any time I could run through And put ya brains on the mini blinds in sun roof Try run dog, you can
Soul Assasins. Chorus: Niggas know what i'm about out here I don't toot my own horn 'cause i don't have to You can run your own mouth, i don't care
! DJ MUGZ... Alchemist... Chorus: Niggas know what i'm about out here I don't toot my own horn 'cause i don't have to You can run your own mouth, i
Chorus: Lloyd Banks] Niggas Know what I'm about out here I don't toot my own horn cause I don't have to You can run your mouth I don't care but if you
Chorus: Lloyd Banks] Niggaz, know what I'm about out here I don't toot my own horn cause I don't have to You could run your mouth I don't care But if
Copasted I keep copastedic Means I'm too the hood Coper led in my automatic When I'm in yo hood Wish you would try to flex boss Pistol in my dwars Hollywood North Memphis boss
with Three to Six I'll make you niggas duck and run Hoes this ain't no game I'm playin' I'm sayin', I'm fed up with you boys Crunchy catch that trick
I ain't backin' down from no nigga that's hatin' If the nigga say I ain't 'bout my business look here he hatin' Comin' uptown playboy we gonna sling it I catch
' hit and run pulled out dat Tommy gun knockin' holes in his fuckin' lung [chorus] nigga done throwed the cross and the boss be the nigga steped on so he hired 5 killas
[Intro - Slim Thug] Yeah, Slim Thugger Killa Kyleon C. Ward PJ, Daily We the boys in blue [Slim Thug] Yeah we stacking that green, naw mean? Big Boss
[Young Buck] You a thug like me [Verse 1] You can catch me green stick it up, Dick it up, Cut a nigga shit over 50 bucks, Need work on the low nigga
lipped snot-nosed Indeed I spot those, actin' rah rah, talkin' bla-bla That's ca-ca, chill pa-pa, no ah-ahh I'm quick to dumb out, run up in yo' crib
run Can't get no worse since the case though They say you hot son Finally captured and offered life from the start Give up your boss or tote your
collapse, in fact turn to slush It only takes a second to die It only takes a minute to get high The hoods that I run with really don't care Bustin at
Greenham pack, The biz is keen to kill or catch, As the people scream they're cheering. All right Jack. All right Jill. The pen is mighty and looks can kill