place, can't do a goddamn thing But after a while, you ain't gonna run me down anymore Run me down in the city, run me down on the farm Run me with
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place can't do a goddamn thing But after a while, you ain't gonna run me down anymore Run me down in the city, run me down on the farm, run me with
The day Mama pushed me out her womb, told me nigga get paid No one can understand me The black sheep, out-casted from my family Now packin heat I run
so they send me to these overpacked jails In the cell, countin days in this livin black Hell, do you feel me? Keys to ignition, use at your discretion
hype, throw me his bitch Bitch come to my shit, you betta come get her Be like a dog with a bone I run with her Y'all make me so tired Y'all niggaz
ass ghetto bird ["Run, run, run, from the ghetto bird" (2x)] Verse Two: Now.. My homey's here to lick on a trick for a Rolex And let me try the
neal Gassed ya baby father 4 dha keys 2 dha escalade Not a baby momma But I'm drama like kay slate Wat can I sai Dhatsz how ya qirl do Ya qirl stai fresh down
Let me let me think what I gotta gotta do Should I get the black or the chrome 22 And if a bird try to get out of the cage I bitch down new york times
taking over like coke and baking soda The streets are waiting for me but for those who dont know me dont hate on me come on homie Ya'll should know me
us da keys and pounds Now Guess What He Said? [Chorus 2x] Ya'll want my spot?! Hurry up and wait! Ya'll want me to stop?! Hurry up and wait! Ya'll want me
don't make me wanna hang it up But lookin at a empty plate dont' make me wanna keep it up Any nigga with that work gon make me wanna kreep it up Even
{Oh step right up, ladies an' gentleman An see the big black rapping cowboy An' take a peek at the original cowboy Stevie Wonder} {Oh grab yourself a
motherfucker, that's why they call me ICE Cause I'm a mad nigga once, a crazy nigga twice I would said never - no, we down forever - we flipped keys
them too Yo, bag him up, smack him up Doing this do or die lifestyle for ransom 50 g's, need keys to free their grandson Run but you can't hide, rich
from a drain I'm a hundred miles behind myself Milk and honey Pourin' down like money Make a poor boy wanna run Milk and honey Do you wanna love me?
the Apollo The fiends had faith in me, suckas wouldn't run A nigga not insane, niggas still with me Bone, somehow they turn up Run up and get your sign Run
