[INTRO]
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Damn. 5-0 at my motherfuckin front door
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Tryin to get us , ya know I'm sayin
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But Eihthype ain't sleepin
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Gyeah , my niggas on the run know what's up
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Lil' Hawk and Burn got the back , ya know I'm sayin
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1/2 Oz. runnin this shit, so we keep runnin
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Niggas on the run , ya know I'm sayin
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[VERSE 1 ]
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Somebody snitchin ain't that a bitch
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Motherfuckin 5-0 at my front door
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Uhh , talkin about they got a gang of witnesses
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Wanna commit and search my premises
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Sellin dat candy is just the way to survive
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And dealin them straps they won't take me alive
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So now I gots ta play it like I say it
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See the fuckin glare of the batch and I spray it
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Uhh , they kickin my front door with them steel-toe boots
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My face [?] so I starts to shoot
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I hit 1 to the 2 starts to shout
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Grab the motherfuckin yea kick the backdoor fool , I'm out
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All for your dollars and some sense
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Hear the fuckin sirens and I hit the back , bitch
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Uhh , I start to scatter like a mouse
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Snatch the fuckin yea and I'm out to my nigga Boom Bam's house
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Uhh
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[VERSE 2 ]
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I guess you can chalk up zero for the blue team
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Look up in the sky and see the fuckin high beam
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Tab on Boom Bam's window with the fuckin strap
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Wake up my nigga One-Time's tryin to peel my cap
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Special report just hit the fuckin airways
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Be on the look-out for the nigga hair full of braids
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They say i'm nuttin but a cheater
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Trippin and I'm quick fast strapped with a Nine Millameter
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Gotta make it to my motherfuckin nigga Chills
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One-Times on they way and they wanna kill
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They lookin silly cause they got clowned
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Heard the whisper chief williams 2 officers down
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Uhh , here comes the motherfuckin tear gas
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Bam dropped the mask and hit the side door kinda fast
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One 5-0 that I killed
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Jumped on the motherfuckin metro to my nigga Chills
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[VERSE 3 ]
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Ain't no takin me to jail no bail no wonder
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Kill 'em all cause the motherfuckin hood took me under
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Uhh , One-Times won't give me no Juice
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Heard the barkin , yes they let the dogs loose
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Uhh , runnin like a motherfuckin strap with the mack
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But i ain't that lucky
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Caught one in the leg and in the damned back
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Now bleedin like a stuck pig
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But I keep bellin "fuck you bitches" is what I'm yellin
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I make it to Chills and tell him he'd pack quick
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Give me some ammo cause One-Time's is on my dick
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Mellin cum cause Eiht ain't had enough
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Bring them body bags , fool fuck they handcuffs
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Ya'll goin down I thought I told ya
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Caught one thru the shoulder of my coat
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So I bust 'em in the fuckin coap
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The bullets flyin they tryna hit me , they might get me
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But fuck 'em Imma take 2 with me
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Gyeah
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Ain't no love bitch
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Mc Eiht , Dj Slip , 1/2 Oz. niggas on the run
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Lil' Hawk'n Burn we killin 'em off
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And we outta here
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Take 2 With Me
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MC Eiht |