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Correct Tha Way We Run It Lyrics
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Geah One two one two (check it out) One two one two (check it out) Uh [b-real] I put years in this shit struggled to build the empire Just another brick in the wall you fall tired Who will be the one son to fall victim? Who's on the street, who's runnin' from pigs wishing? No way out You can't stay out - your hook Criminal lifestyle, you're booked in the crook Where will you seek shelter? killafornia What'll you do when you see the heat around the corner? You silly fucking goner, where will you hide? On the sick side of town facin' the long ride Sick-ass soul assassins I keep blastin' Cause you never know when it's time for some action A fraction, chain reaction the crew smashin' Through your city get the committee a ready faction We run shit And muthafuckas are on it You can't call it, buster you better stall it [chorus] We got g-boys and ho's on deck One times gafflin' niggas that chin check (check it out) You see a robbery We done it That's just the way we run it [eiht] Ten years in the game, no chains remain Heavy weights, get it straight, still bringin' the pain First green since the b.g. I gotta get cream Late night hype's the fiends as I plots a scheme Got tight with rap flows and followed the rap shows But the streets keep callin' me to cluck the pesos Did good I made up tapes about the hood Locked down that shit as nobody could Enemies always out to get me But just keep spittin' rhymes and they won't hit me Street dreams always made of this Top dollar Bitches and switches is on my list Leave your ass with the good night kiss Makes moves smooth so your shorty won't miss Never runnin' to meal, we chill on the hill Real g's always packs the steel [chorus] [eiht] It ain't a problem that I can't fix Cause I can do it - in the mix Nowadays We be's the g's that's deadly Bustin' raps, shootin' craps, gots the straps on ready Common sense'll tell you, slide out But ain't no fuckin' where for you to hide out Got the picture? We don't play no games Eiht and be-real fuckin' frank & jesse james To the limit Watch us do what we do Leave your whole life fucked turn misty blue Senoritas and pesos yes yes y'all Ball cause we to tall and never fall We got paper fo' sho' No doubt Criminal mind this time you're assed out Define it Here's your strollin' paper just sign it Take a walk as the eiht starts to talk [chorus] Soul assassins one time Soul assassins two times Geah My nigga muggs Still pushin' that china white Check it out, uh Boom bam in the house My nigga foe in the house Geah Cypress in the house, uh Take 2 to your mouth Soul assassins That's right Whatcha wanna do?
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