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don’t trip (nah)
Shooters run up in ya house
And tyin up ya bitch (graat)
Booting up the bitch in the
Morning on the grit's (grit's)
J’s in the morning,

in your house
But you're not here, you're six feet under the ground
Under the ground
Under the ground
You passed away on my birthday, that shit tore me

y'all some funny ass people
I'm just sprinting for the check til I run it up like Rico
Huh but i'm living within my means I get by any means
Til victory

(What you think B?)
(That nigga Miiir made the beat here we go again)
Pussy nigga better watch his fucking mouth
Ima run up in his house leave his

and tripping out
Hopefully at this point you got the gist by now
Smoking darts to relieve myself of stress
It's hard to believe I am a mess
In this house

and I gotta go
I got the bitch and she gotta touch her toes

Cause I'm any bitch with a lot of hoes
And we just smoked up all the  dope at the trap house

Notice the route, we heading south
Leaving the motherfucking drought
This shit gon blow up the house
Notice the clout, my name in their mouth
That's

the sweetest devotion
Maybe I dream of a house on a hill
Maybe I see a future that isn't real

Maybe in another run
Maybe in another run
Maybe in another run

from the south
Drop off J-town 
Pick up hounds 
Take'em straight to the house 
Kilos by deuce 
Breaking it down by a pound 
Cut a pinche Puto
Just like

choked out
We are outside of your house now
Zero and five hundred with the guns out
The army have taught me to kill for real
In formation with the steel

Episode one
Meet my friends
By Kerri Renton
Illustrated by Jason Howe
In the great Australian outback
Where the cowboys and cowgirls live
The night

(gone)
Don't fuck with phonies cause
They get you killed (ah ah)
My testimony's every bitter real
(thats right)
Don't run up on me cause I'm gripping steel

In love with Berettas
Ayy, I'm tryna figure out how can I catch him
Take 'em out by his house, when he come out
We wet 'em couple Ps in the trunk
We

advance
Run up on me and get blamed
The heat giving my hip a tan
Now they call me Hip-a tan
My lil bitch came from Japan
Shoot this boy out by his fam
I got

Intro:
Sound It
Too much voilence
Yo, too much blood a run star
Too much marror pan tar
Too much gun
Too much man a dead
Some a dem a lose dem head

for fool/
If we doing this we have to set a few rules/
Cause is pressure if d man ever find out/
So now we going by guest house and hide out/
He does

side
You can still barrel-house, darling, way over on the riverside

You can run, you can run, tell my friend-boy Willie Brown
Run, you can run, tell

Jack Move

Hi-C

Skanless

1991

warrants
Armed and considered skanless
I'll run 'em in for questoning

"Damn Mr. Officer, you know who you're fucking with?"

Threw on a beanie, 'bout

blaze

Hook

Too $hort
Bitch niggaz in the house tell me what's up
A nigga slapped you in the mouth and told you shut up
Somebody holler get 'em and now

Whats Happnin!

Ying Yang Twins

Legendary Status: Ying Yang Twins Greatest Hits [Clean Version]

2009

nigga
Why you lookin' at a nigga like you want to run one wit' me?
I got my big gun wit' me don't feel like doofin' I feel like shootin' fool!
And I

Suburbian Nightmare

Sir Mix-A-Lot

Whoomp! Here It Is: Hip-Hop Hits

2003

You can check my blackness, fact is
I'm rough as a cactus
Now I gotta change what I practice
So I went to the suburbs and bought me a big house

N 2 Deep

Compton's Most Wanted

Music to Driveby

1992

the mutherfuckin house.. 

Now they got us on the run, but we tired of runnin 
Got the glocks all cocked, let the fools keep coming. 
Scarface got

allow you to run
That running is freedom, accelerated heart rate by design through design
Air Ahmaud, Air Arbery
What color are these shoes? The upper

around my house, three blind mice
Get lost in this muthafucka
But I never get crossed in this muthafucka
Rottweilers at the door!
Dobermans by the pool,