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• Artiste: Yelawolf
• Titre: I Run
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I run the streets all night and day (The hood love thug) Cause I still run the streets all night and day (If ya tryna find me) I rep for my city, go hard for the hood Still posted on that block, what's good? And I run the streets all night and day (ha) I can't stay away They don't make too many niggas like me Bonafide hustler, certified G Still got that work if ya got the right fee Ya thinkin shit fake, well nigga come see It's bigger than the jewels, it's bigger than the cars It's bigger than the fact that we fuckin rap stars These street niggas know me, these boys got my contacts Knowin any given minute I can come back I put a bitch on, not ten until I run that Give her ten and tell her don't bring none back I'm still in the hood, I can't leave the streets It's in my blood, I'm a thug til I be deceased I run the streets all night and day (The hood love thug) Cause I still run the streets all night and day (If ya tryna find me) I rep for my city, go hard for the hood Still posted on that block, what's good? And I run the streets all night and day (ha) I can't stay away It's hot on my block, somebody turn the fan on I've been paid I'm just tryna turn my mans on and get my bread strong, streets miss me when I'm gone I put on for my city like Jeezy's song Please believe me homes, matter fact check my stats I ain't dropped in three years, but I'm back Where the money at? that's the first question You better pack a strap, that's the first lesson Hard times, got the whole United States stressin I'm writin a book, how to survive in no recession Mr. Obama, we so tired of sellin crack If ya lookin for me, ask the streets where I'm at I run the streets all night and day (The hood love thug) Cause I still run the streets all night and day (If ya tryna find me) I rep for my city, go hard for the hood Still posted on that block, what's good? And I run the streets all night and day (ha) I can't stay away It's home, sweet home where the D boys roam Movin stone for stone, a zone for zone All night, gettin it on til six in the morn The shit I'm smokin on, stronger than cologne You can probably smell the smoke through ya head bones If ya still broke, better get your bread long Call me on that burner cause the fed's on my bones And I'ma run the streets til I'm under my headstone I run the streets all night and day (The hood love thug) Cause I still run the streets all night and day (If ya tryna find me) I rep for my city, go hard for the hood Still posted on that block, what's good? And I run the streets all night and day (ha) I can't stay away