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Juvenile Who Can I Run To

Who who Can i run to (dat ouside dick dat outside dick) Who who Can i run to (dat ouside dick keep dem hoes sick) Who who Can i run to (dat ouside dick

Who-who Can I Run To? (Soulja Slim) Who-that, Who-that Outside Dick, That Outside Dick Who-who Can I Run To? (Soulja Slim) Who-that, Who-that Outside

fire, and I didn't even try (try) Run these streets all day, I can sleep when I die (Ayy) [Bridge (Akon):] 'Cuz if you lookin' for me you you can find

nose crack That mean I broke that, I fill a po'-po' wit a flame thrower like I told yo' befo' ya know umm - you can't handle You can put me on wax

be thuggin' - I stay in some beef Baby and Slim keep tellin' me, "Juvenile, stay off them streets." I can't help - I draw attention; they be fuckin' with me I

his bitch, yeah We be making hit, yeah After hit, yeah Them titties sittin' nice, yeah I wanna bite, yeah I could fuck you right, yeah All night, yeah I

As a kid, I was known, son of a thug Snub-nosed, thirty eight in the glove, who can relate with us? Never had an easy life, shit's way out Clips spray

play But then it might be a mistake 'Cuz if I get sent to D C, I'm sendin' dice to DE With three P's, so when I get out, he can see me For real,'cuz the

my picture you can pin it up take me out? Give it up your late I rocked the 9-1-7 when it was 7-1-8 I'm a juvenile deliquent group home lord of the state