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C mon, c mon, RUN

[Hook 2x s - Lo]
Vice pull up, what you gon do - RUN
When blue and white s come, what you gon do - RUN
If you can t get away then stash the gun
Before you get popped off, have some fun

[Lo]
9 times outta 10, you escape when you run
But if you can t get away then toss the gun
You ll be seein that county cell
You ll be livin in county hell
Niggaz in the bullpen ll erase yo block
Muthafuckin Ricans done stole yo car
You wanna see this type of shit - NO
You wanna go this type of place - NO
All bullshit aside nigga jail ain t fun
Especially when you can t make yo bail and run
Sittin in the D-A room talkin about appeal
They ain t tryin to hear that shit, be for real
When you hear that you ll be payin a lot
Tryin to cop out boy ??? hot
Ain t goin home cause you ain t got bond
Betcha next time you ll remember to RUN

Hook 2x s

[Lo]
Cops see the same old niggaz on the block
Cops see the same niggaz in the same spot
It ain t they fault that you wasn t on point
26 hundred ?? in the joint
Mad at the nigga that had yo back
Is he the same nigga that had the pack
They knew every place that you hid the dough
So you the muthafucka that wasn t on post
Playin with them hoes all outta control
Served too slow when PIG s in the hole
If you knew you had a ????
Why the fuck you act like ice and froze
What was you thinkin when you sold that crown
You coulda been bout three blocks down
Hittin gates and gateways and all that
Kept all the cash, the yay, and the gat
Took you a break, woulda smoked you a blunt
Came back out and shot back up
C mon, c mon, and RUN

Hook 2x s

[Twista]
Leave the gateway open so I can dip through the back
Smokin ??????? they got in a pack
Tippin from all the hypes that s pullin up on bikes
What the hell am I doin out here servin with two strikes
Niggaz don t know I m trainin to be a track star
(Whoop, Whoop - Errrrr!) Put yo hands on the car
You must be one of them tight big niggaz that s old
But I m from the bigger number with the rhythm and roll
I hit blocks, dip cops
Kept the knot, dropped the glock, ended up on Wilcox
It don t even matter now cause I done throwed them rocks
Went through a house that I don t know like I was Goldie Locks
I broke a sweat
Now I m smokin dro in a Lac
I m throwin a pack
Shit, I ain t never goin back
If I happen to go to jail, niggaz better tryin
I make a getaway cleverly and never see time cause I ll RUN

Hook

[Koma]
Nie igraj z ogniem kiedy chcesz uniknąć poparzeń
To ciąg dalszy zdarzeń, ciąg dalszy wrażeń
Ciągle sobie wierny
Tak jak Stallone żyje na krawędzi
Igrać z żywiołem, właśnie to mnie nęci
Na to nie brakuje chęci
Czas nieubłaganie pędzi
A nowe...

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Wybaczcie mi, że tu nie klękam
gdy śpiewam swe ostatnie słowo.

Ref.
Na swą obrone mam tylko tyle,
że...

[Koma]
Jak co wieczór zamykasz drzwi, idę po schodach,
W głowie tylko jedna myśl, jak wielka szkoda,
Że dłużej nie trwa doba, dłuższe nie są dni,
Dłuższa nie jest noc, wtedy mógłbym o tobie śnić dłużej,
Z Tobą być, to jak w raju żyć,
Moich uczuć nie mam zamiaru przed...

Wenn wir 2 uns sehn
Berührn sich unsre blicke immer noch
Bleib doch bei mir stehn
Vielleicht sollten wir reden oda so
Denk nicht nur an dich allein
Und hab nicht so viel angst vor anderen Fraun
Bleib doch einmal cool
Und sei...

Killa, Jones, Jones, Let s Go

[Cam Ron]
Clowns don t come around, pound pounds i pump in town
Do like House of Pain, Kriss Kross, jump around
Jumpin down, stuntin style, over those I polly
Then merk-o from squalie, ducati and Roberto Cavali mami
We feelin them scoobies, you stealin them gucci...