Lyrics:
you?
We haven't spotted them yet
But they're somewhere in the immediate vicinity
A 100 miles and runnin
Mc Ren, I hold the gun and
You want me
repeating that?
Nigga, I'm rap tycoon, make a 100 mill by June
Now who the fuck said I can't rap, Jack?
I'm in a dolphins dream, I got it for 'em raw
as I pass by.
Rippin' up shit just so you can remember I'm
A straight up nigga that's done in, gunnin' and comin'
Straight at yo ass.
A 100 Miles
you?
We haven't spotted them yet
But they're somewhere in the immediate vicinity
A 100 miles and runnin
Mc Ren, I hold the gun and
You want me
has a 100 Miles of Runnin'
"Into this news. Four fugitives are on the run."
"FBI sources tell us that the four are headed"
"100 miles to their
gettin' drunk with you,
And if I haver, yeah, you know I'm gonna be...
I'm gonna be the man who's havering to you.
I would walk five hundred miles,
And I
One niggas down, two niggas run it
Call me snowman, one hundred miles and gunning
Here come the paramedics
It goes one for the money, two for
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
Left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked all
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
I left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
Left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked all
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
Left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked all
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
Left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked all
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
Left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked all
bitches come in trio
When My racks turn into fat, mamahalin parin ang piso
Bitches wanna stick me up they do it for the smoke (Yeah yeah)
Partida ang
put it up
(Don’t put it up)
Two miles per hour, we crawl by
Let 'em look at us (Let ’em look at us)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Two miles per hour, we crawl by
Let
rolling with two hundred murderers from Kingston
[Ras Kass]
Our goal is to learn y'all niggaz, about this new world order
But I'm still try'nna run up in
leave LA
I've come a long way
I've come a long way
I've gone five hundred miles today
I've come a long way
I've come a long way
And never even
on a planet that's evolving
And revolving at nine hundred miles an hour
It's orbiting at nineteen miles a second, so it's reckoned
The sun that is the source
it
Had me offended last time that I walked in the hall, went through
Let's break it down for 'em
Account this, if every show is a 100 thou' for him
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
Uh
For the streets... and all the corporate peeps
Whatever you do to survive
Nine to five... Any type of hustle... whatever
Listen (Let's go)
I'm
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
several times
Well there are a lot of other things just like this
I held one hundred twenty five wild horses
And put saddles and bridles on more than that
Well I quit my job down at the car wash
Left my mother a goodbye note
By sundown I left Kingston with my guitar under my coat
Hitchhiked all
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