Run - Gucci Mane

Memphis track boy\nRun run\nTie your shoes lace\nYe, tie your shoes lace\nRun, run, you better run\nRun, run, you better run\nWhen you see them boys\nWhen you see them boys\nRun\nRun, run, run, run, run\nMy nigga make you run, run, run, run, run\nThese streets will make you run, run, run, run, run\nThis take will make you run\nForever run)\nRun\nHey lace your shoes up\nRun for it run\nCause my nigga told me guns\nAnd the gonna bomb like some dumps\nKeep a fully loaded stick with me\nWith the scope and the bag\nOne shot, man down\nNow it’s a crime scene\nGot stacks on top of stacks\nAnd gwallas after gwallas\nConversations priceless\nI’m all about the dollars\nBorn with a curse\nThere’s mabin in my DNA\nHey ATL\nShorty, lil money everyday\nYour mabin numb\nFuck how you niggas feel\nThat’s right I’m DJ Drummond\nBring gangsters to your grill\nBring gangsters to your crib\nTo your mama house\nHey Memphis most wanted\nKeep my name up out your mouth\nI chase a rap nigga\nRecord the wrong boy\nGet that mouth slap nigga\nDon’t need no trap nigga\nAin’t get no doubt nigga\nIf I catch you\nI’m gonna bounce\nGet you ass bounce nigga\nBaptize you like a preacher\nGot long bones I can reach you\nNeed mamas I can teach you\nGot killed\nGonna do, defeat you\nShould have ran\nShould have never got caught\nWhite killers everywhere\nNigga, fuck you thought\nOG, them down in Memphis\nCrazy got a show down\nNow you tripping\nStill no game\nNever busting them lanes\nHundred thousand dukes\nAll on the same thing\nMPA, we don’t play\nMoney powered ammunition wreck your day\nLeave it up to me\nYou niggas gonna starve\nBetter not show shit\nNigga we raw\nYea we take\nTake from the face\nHeard you got rawed\nBetter hate than a take