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You'll make it rain
Strike your fist harder
Make this your remedy tonight
They won't know what hit them
Shout this melody thunder storms are coming
Run

at a mad rate
Runnin' up on the fakes
And hit the snakes in a bad way
Them niggas don't want none, step
Fuck around and breathe your last breath
Run on me

that you found me
I found myself
I had to do this shit
All by myself
Yeah
Hit em high and hit em low
Time to run em off the road
Kill em fast or kill em

Pardon me
Its getting really hard to breathe
My apologies
Im sick of all these Wanna be’s
'Bout the Harmonies
Not about the Hard money
You start

Dirrty

Ruff Ryders

Ryde or Die, Vol. 3: In the "R" We Trust

2001

in the pub)
We gettin high, gettin by, me and Petey Pab'
Connectin like, shit to a fly, clip to a gun, why'all clip better run
Pick anyone got

Ghetto Symphony

Snoop Dogg

No Limit Top Dogg

1999

breathe on
Bleed on, exceed on!
Weak rappers with titles after twelve
Hit a bell that's what I'll feed on!
Microphone Don, walking flesh, talking bomb

keep
Divison's touch
Out of the garden breach
I think I've seen too much
But have I done enough
Collisions by a hit and run
Like a vagabond
I'm

stab, but you know I brag
A nigga run up, he gon' die (die, baow)
Hit in the eye (brrt-brrt), hit with the fire
Walk in the kitchen while countin' my

Gang Related

Logic

Under Pressure [Clean Version]

2014

on the way
But I cling to the streets even though I want to run away
I imagine a better life
Where I never had a debt in life
Hit you with the- (Gunshots) -in

a lung
Everyday think he ahead
Moment come its me instead
Wake up early hit and run
Get to jumping she in bed
Get too wishful then he get to thinking
Right

before, bitch, we got beams, so why I even run

Like I said before, bitch, we got beams, so why I even run
The way we hit that block, they say he got hit by

care about the nonsense
I'm gon' run it up, I'm gon' make sure I get my options
I'm infatuated by her body, body like the summer
I'll be on my way, girl,

Instigator

D12

Devil's Night [Import Bonus CD]

2001

won't fly by you
You want to kill me?
You got the right to
Ain't gotta wait 'til night to snipe you
If I don't like you
You getting hit in broad day

What's your problem? You don't like Bruce Lee? 

Ching chang chong-  I'm that Chiney Virus 
Hit em with the Kung-Flu, blind your iris 
Wreckin' up

the ATF
Take a step, get boomed off of ya porch
I'm too hot that I scorch
Hit moon rocks at resorts
I be getting shwavy like lOOt dawg in the forest
Vaded

him up, I'ma fuckin' kill him
Run up on him, masked with a black .40
Hit 'em in his hoodie, no A Boogie

TR3YWAY
Sleiman
Let that shit breathe

could do but yell
When these birds attacked me
When I tried to run I fell
And then these kids start laughing
And then
Got hit in the neck with

Every time I come around you, you pick up and run
I feel like I'm all by myself in this
Maybe it's too late for this all to be fixed
I'm drowning,

1040 in the afternoon
I think my mind is gone
I'm flying down this highway
With my high beams on
I hit the gas then pass it on
This diesel smelling

arenas
I prayed for this like every night
I swear Lord I'll clean her
Ditching school by noontime, cutting off in cutlass
Cussing out my mainline, cuzo

flooring
My verses banned like the shoes made by Jordan
Whipping in the kitchen just like Chef Gordon (Ramsey)
I remember days no food in the pantry
Now I

Run it back 
If we talkin bout Carolina
The Gate on the map!
(Yessir)
She spicy like Benihana 
She still throw it back 

They ask if Wi$e the new legend

my black card
Where you going playboy
We put bodies on mags
You tried to run, and I caught your ass
The anger, I Spawn dog, I gotta Spaz
I got a lot

bending cornas awww we on then hit Wisconsin by da night
Do a show fuck some how’s that we met up in da chiiii

Dtown Indiana Mississippi Alabama 
Kentucky