Lyrics:
car
Hopped over a wall, running
Through someone's yard
Ran into a house, the father tried to be hard
He got the bone
He got the bone!
Why do
problems dodging these fists
They chasing me, they want to lock me up
I'm surrounded by thugs who want to sock me up
I can't stand it, I'm stranded
I
We found his car abandoned in front of a strange-looking house on Detroit's south-west's side, miss
Oh, I told him never to go there!
Hey foxy,
(Twista)
yes yes ya'll
it's the Twista in the house
over another tracks production
normally I would kick somethin about the ladies
but I'm gonna
She might be the type to let you run all over her
But that's just not that way I do
Believe me if I let you get a sniff of the whiff
You gon' do
Ooo wild child
Sweat it out
Run a mile
Don't think you'll be seeing my face for a while
I think I'm out
I know I'm done
Been lost in the dark
Let's get wild
Yeah, Master Ace in the house
The whole Action Posse's in the house
Ice-you-Rock's in the house, DJ Marley Marl's in the house
another round
With some drillers in some council houses
That will come through and cancel your houses
Ah, what you on about?
We was about, you was not
"I got ta" (Repeat 4x)
(I got ta) Pick up the mic on a soul tip
(I got ta) Run you down like a Polo skip
(I got ta) Rip MC's like a paper bag
(I
I'm running from the firm in the novel by Grisham.
Or Tommyknockers, by Mr. King,
On the run and this ain't no dream.
[Chorus]
Hiding out
the mailman
Kill 'em and I leave no message
My name is... and I run this route
I got a package for you here that you forgot about
I would have come by earlier
to the C.R.E.A.M.
Live by it ride it
But I don’t want you to die bout it
If you run up we gotta fight bout it
Hold up you know my team solid
Can’t fuck with the cops
and addicts people’s house.
So you run up to Gladys park and do your due, watch your mother fucking mouth,
I know some cats that take that as a sign
and addicts people’s house.
So you run up to Gladys park and do your due, watch your mother ------ mouth,
I know some cats that take that as a sign
hand
I want you by my side
You make all my life bright
All you do Is shine
Let’s stock up on house supplies
Stay inside,
Ditch our friends for some time
Imma leave you a mess, shoot like a cowboy I ain't from the west
I'm from the south, boy watch your mouth
I make one call they gon run in yo house
real good news for the house you've planned
There's a farmer who's so poor and who's luck has run
so sour that he can not pay the taxes on his land
yeah
I slime you out, pink water with a machine, yeah
I slime you out, I slime you motherfuckers out
I slime you out, we comin' burnin' up your house
RATTPACK
So many people think that rap is they callin', stop it just cease
Got it capeesh? This is my house you fuckers just lease
Waitin' on a record
daddy's out of town so uhh, you can fuck around
It's okay to check in that Motel 6
$59.95, not a cent more for that dirty-ass hoe
Yeah, stop by that
looking for nikki
Whenever she is around, you know I come quickly
Vivid memories of Chicago, south side where I go
From Reggies to The House of Blues,
the whole world pass me by
Now I'm on my way
I'll need everything tonight
To let the whole world pass me by
Get paid
Work for the eight
Wait for the four
but it ain't easy I gotta stay focused
Still getting drawn out by jokers idiot's tryna provoke us
Old Vectra or Focus any will do man pull up with
walk in the house
Whatever's in your heart is where you want to be
My hood is the ghetto
Even when you look it's never what you see
My hood is
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