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CROOKED I lyrics : "Run '04"

(feat. Ghostface Killah)

Yeah, let's bring it over here to the LAPD man

Uh Oh
Whenever 5-0 hit, my mind's speakin' on some survival %#@!
I'm an Outlaw, 5-0 is who I'm rivals with

So I'm out y'all, like they quit
Quicker than a slug that a rifle spit
A thug quicker than Michael bit

Run, Gestapo's comin' up fast so I gotta dash
We hood stars and they never wanted a autograph
One of the homies didn't run and they shot his $$#

He paralyzed now and can't move his bottom half
Standin' still is the silly plan
Even if I gotta snatch a innocent (*##$ right out of her mini van

I knock you off in ? and wouldn't give a damn
They respondin' with shots fire
I'm the trigger man

I run, I'm ditchin' out fools
They never ?
Penitentiary time and Crooked I just don't miss

Plus my homies incarcerated told me to stay on the bricks
So I


[Hook: Ghostface Killah]
Run! If you sell drugs in the school zone
Run! If you getting' chased with no shoes on

Run! $#&@ that! Run! Cops got, guns!
They givin' out life like bird tons
Run! If you ain't do %#@!, you it

That next felony ^!$$%, it's like three zip
So, Run! Hop fences, jump over benches!
When you see me comin' get the $#&@ out the entrance!

Run! $#&@ that! Run! Cops got guns! Mother$#&@er...

Damn, these mother$#&@ers are on my $$# man

I gotta make it back to mother$#&@in' Long Beach Boulevard, $#&@

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