Run 4 Your Life — текст песни (MC Eiht)





In the muthafuckin house

Niggas on the run in the house

Little hawk & bird in the house

I say da foe in the house

New style in the house

Geah



Muthafuckas wanna run at the lip

Ego trip, ima grab the clip

Uh, hit the stick from the chronic sack

Suicidal (geah), homicidal

Kinda vital (right)

Maniac with the mac is back, no drama

For your momma more trauma (geah)

Its more shootin, its more buckin

Its more slicin, its more dicin, its more - fuckin (right)

Insane in the membrane

Makes me leave dead bodies in the tub cause I got no love

For my momma (stick) or my daddy (shit)

Now Im solo

Oh no, out the roof of the caddy

Never will I be beated is the attitude (right)

Because Im always heated

And just like waco ima put em on their back (right)

When Im schemin muthafuckas just try to attack

And in fact to the wack ima show no slack

Got a muthafucka sweatin like I hit some crack

Never stable, loose cable

Live wire, for hire, under fire (geah)

Get your shit slit with a knife

Hard niggs better run for their fuckin life



Run... niggas... cmon...



Eyes roll back when I hit the spliff (shit)

Throwin dead bodies off the side of a clip, uh

Get my kicks outta killin with a dirty gat (right)

Execution style, can you picture that? (geah)

Get on your knees (drop), nigga please (right)

You fucked

Get your hands up (cmon)

It wont hurt like I told ya

2 to your dome muthafucka now its over, uh

Niggas keep on duckin

Fuck the devil its myself that keep see buckin

Not that white devil bruce springsteen

Im the boss so the cost is you gon get tossed (geah)

Never can I be faded, cant whip it

Double stick it cause Im wicked

Aint no future in your frontin

Put you on front street and punk Ill keep dumpin (dump dump dump)

And I aint done yet (geah), you got about 8 secs

fore I grab the muthafuckin tec

Get your dome checked as I start to dump like phife

Muthafuckas better run for your fuckin life



Run... cmon... geah...

Run niggas (compton)

Run niggas (west side)

Run (stick em)



Looks like a full moon (thats right)

After I loot ya Im a shoot ya then boot ya

In the corner and you screamin

And Im bettin you sweatin

Cause your ass keep dreamin, nigga you done pissed me off

Just cant stand it, goddamnit, too soft

Wicked as I kick it like soccer (geah)

Better be watchin ? ? ? cause ima cluck ya

Endonesia, the gangsta pleaser

One time - for your mind

Wreckin your braids

Causin you pain got you in check

When I got my hands around your neck

Squeezin (geah) tighter than you can imagine

Coughin up blood as your ass keep gaggin (cmon)

Boo-yah! how you like me now like a cricket

Then you give me click it when ima stick it

Meanin you seeled your fate (cmon)

Meanin you cant escape

Meanin you best think twice (right)

Meanin you run for your life



Run... nigga... cmon...



Run

Geah

And we runnin that shit you know Im sayin?

Niggas on the run

Lil hawk & bird

The new style, you know Im sayin?

For the ninety fizzy...

Oh... da foe in the house

Geah



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