Yeah, let's bring it over here to the LAPD manUh Oh,Whenever 5-0 hit, my mind's speakin' on some survival shitI'm an Outlaw, 5-0 is who I'm rivals withSo I'm out y'all, like they quitQuicker than a slug that a rifle spitA thug quicker than Michael bitRun, Gestapo's comin' up fast so I gotta dashWe hood stars and they never wanted a autographOne of the homies didn't run and they shot his assHe paralyzed now and can't move his bottom halfStandin' still is the silly planEven if I gotta snatch a innocent b!tch right out of her mini vanI knock you off in ? and wouldn't give a damnThey respondin' with shots fireI'm the trigger manI run, I'm ditchin' out foolsThey never ?Penitentiary time and Crooked I just don't missPlus my homies incarcerated told me to stay on the bricksSo I[Hook: Ghostface Killah]Run! If you sell drugs in the school zoneRun! If you getting' chased with no shoes onRun! Fu*k that! Run! Cops got, guns!They givin' out life like bird tonsRun! If you ain't do sh!t, you it That next felony nigga, it's like three zipSo, Run! Hop fences, jump over benches!When you see me comin' get the fu*k out the entrance!Run! Fu*k that! Run! Cops got guns! Mothafu**a….Damn, these mothafuckas are on my as* manI gotta make it back to mothafuckin' Long Beach Boulevard, fu*k
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Copy to Clipboard: Yeah, let's bring it over here to the LAPD manUh Oh,Whenever 5-0 hit, my mind's speakin' on some survival shitI'm an Outlaw, 5-0 is who I'm rivals withSo I'm out y'all, like they quitQuicker than a slug that a rifle spitA thug quicker than Michael bitRun, Gestapo's comin' up fast so I gotta dashWe hood stars and they never wanted a autographOne of the homies didn't run and they shot his assHe paralyzed now and can't move his bottom halfStandin' still is the silly planEven if I gotta snatch a innocent b!tch right out of her mini vanI knock you off in ? and wouldn't give a damnThey respondin' with shots fireI'm the trigger manI run, I'm ditchin' out foolsThey never ?Penitentiary time and Crooked I just don't missPlus my homies incarcerated told me to stay on the bricksSo I[Hook: Ghostface Killah]Run! If you sell drugs in the school zoneRun! If you getting' chased with no shoes onRun! Fu*k that! Run! Cops got, guns!They givin' out life like bird tonsRun! If you ain't do sh!t, you it That next felony nigga, it's like three zipSo, Run! Hop fences, jump over benches!When you see me comin' get the fu*k out the entrance!Run! Fu*k that! Run! Cops got guns! Mothafu**a….Damn, these mothafuckas are on my as* manI gotta make it back to mothafuckin' Long Beach Boulevard, fu*k
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