JGRXXN, GHOSTEMANE, Nedarb Nagrom - RunRun lyrics
[JGRXXN, GHOSTEMANE, Nedarb Nagrom - RunRun lyrics]
Nowhere to run nowhere to hide
Bitch, I'm gon' find ya
(bitch, I'm gon' find ya, bitch
I'm gon' find ya) keep tryna run
Keep tryna hide bitch, you tired
(bitch, you tired, bitch, you tired)
Nowhere to run nowhere to hide
Bitch, I'm gon' find ya
(bitch, I'm gon' find ya, bitch
I'm gon' find ya) keep tryna run
Keep tryna hide
I can see you tired (I can see you tired)
Get in step (get in step)
What about the shit you was talkin'
Like you wanna make threats?
Put 'em up on a wooden cross and
Make 'em pay for their S-IN
Now everybody's been eyein' the rise
Of a new gen, i
Hypnotize
If any wicked minds of kids who don't get
A thing and they really loving they life
Until they listen to the K-R double E-P in
They speakers and then they get conscious
Ignore that shit that you read and
You see in the media
Don't give a fuck 'bout you
Better quit your shit
Fuck around and end up on the
Front page of the post-Sunday
Keep on telling myself that I won't
Be a broke boy someday flick of the wrist
I'm flickin' the clit whatever
Keep your lights on with a full ass fridge
It's JGRXXN and the motherfucking
GHOSTE at your window
Fighting your way is useless like a Kingdo
Nowhere to run nowhere to hide
Bitch, I'm gon' find ya
(bitch, I'm gon' find ya, bitch
I'm gon' find ya) keep tryna run
Keep tryna hide bitch, you tired
(bitch, you tired, bitch, you tired)
Nowhere to run nowhere to hide
Bitch, I'm gon' find ya
(bitch, I'm gon' find ya, bitch
I'm gon' find ya) keep tryna run
Keep tryna hide bitch, you tired
(bitch, you tired, bitch, you tired)
Ain't nowhere to run from my Schema-squad
Aye thirty niggas creeping
Sick from the Schema God (ha)
You boys like to skate like Kristi Yamaguchi
I'm just putting my niggas on
Shout out to Gucci run, nigga, run
Run, nigga, run run
Justin Bieber steez with a chainsaw a bunt
My niggas like Montana
We go there for fun (okay)
We treat you like Manolo
Ring your doorbell then you done (blah)
Nowhere to run nowhere to hide
Bitch, I'm gon' find ya
(bitch, I'm gon' find ya, bitch
I'm gon' find ya) keep tryna run
Keep tryna hide bitch, you tired
(bitch, you tired, bitch, you tired)
Nowhere to run nowhere to hide
Bitch, I'm gon' find ya
(bitch, I'm gon' find ya, bitch
I'm gon' find ya) keep tryna run
Keep tryna hide bitch, you tired
(bitch, you tired, bitch, you tired)
Bitch, I'm gon' find ya
(bitch, I'm gon' find ya, bitch
I'm gon' find ya) keep tryna run
Keep tryna hide bitch, you tired
(bitch, you tired, bitch, you tired)
Nowhere to run nowhere to hide
Bitch, I'm gon' find ya
(bitch, I'm gon' find ya, bitch
I'm gon' find ya) keep tryna run
Keep tryna hide
I can see you tired (I can see you tired)
Get in step (get in step)
What about the shit you was talkin'
Like you wanna make threats?
Put 'em up on a wooden cross and
Make 'em pay for their S-IN
Now everybody's been eyein' the rise
Of a new gen, i
Hypnotize
If any wicked minds of kids who don't get
A thing and they really loving they life
Until they listen to the K-R double E-P in
They speakers and then they get conscious
Ignore that shit that you read and
You see in the media
Don't give a fuck 'bout you
Better quit your shit
Fuck around and end up on the
Front page of the post-Sunday
Keep on telling myself that I won't
Be a broke boy someday flick of the wrist
I'm flickin' the clit whatever
Keep your lights on with a full ass fridge
It's JGRXXN and the motherfucking
GHOSTE at your window
Fighting your way is useless like a Kingdo
Nowhere to run nowhere to hide
Bitch, I'm gon' find ya
(bitch, I'm gon' find ya, bitch
I'm gon' find ya) keep tryna run
Keep tryna hide bitch, you tired
(bitch, you tired, bitch, you tired)
Nowhere to run nowhere to hide
Bitch, I'm gon' find ya
(bitch, I'm gon' find ya, bitch
I'm gon' find ya) keep tryna run
Keep tryna hide bitch, you tired
(bitch, you tired, bitch, you tired)
Ain't nowhere to run from my Schema-squad
Aye thirty niggas creeping
Sick from the Schema God (ha)
You boys like to skate like Kristi Yamaguchi
I'm just putting my niggas on
Shout out to Gucci run, nigga, run
Run, nigga, run run
Justin Bieber steez with a chainsaw a bunt
My niggas like Montana
We go there for fun (okay)
We treat you like Manolo
Ring your doorbell then you done (blah)
Nowhere to run nowhere to hide
Bitch, I'm gon' find ya
(bitch, I'm gon' find ya, bitch
I'm gon' find ya) keep tryna run
Keep tryna hide bitch, you tired
(bitch, you tired, bitch, you tired)
Nowhere to run nowhere to hide
Bitch, I'm gon' find ya
(bitch, I'm gon' find ya, bitch
I'm gon' find ya) keep tryna run
Keep tryna hide bitch, you tired
(bitch, you tired, bitch, you tired)