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Lyrics for Run Nigga by Trick Daddy:
| | | Artist: | Trick Daddy |
| | Album: | www.thug.com | | Track: | Run Nigga | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 49 | | | | Lyrics: | I thought all our problems were over}
Westcoast we're not suppose to know better
I suppose we just suppose to let this shit happen huh?
You mother fuckers done lost
y'all mind
Y'all done bumped y'all mother fuckin head
Now there's got to be somethin
done bout all this shit that's occurrin
I don't like it
I don't like it one mother
fuckin bit
Trick Daddy:
Free me
I've been captured by some
demons
They drainin my blood
Taken samples of my semen
Got the nerve to call
me crazy
Tappin all my telephones
Questioning my lady's
But I trained them
every summer
Hope to ball and never fumble
Survive in the jungle
It stinks
like Stevie Wonder
Rainy days, I'll be the thunder
No carma and no drama
So
I gots to ask my mama
Yo, why Kenny left me starvin
Didn't daddy do his part?
She explained she had a heart
She did all that she could do; She kept her faith in
god
{Its Hard}
Courus: x2
You better run nigga
Do ya
thang nigga
Get off a chain nigga
Cause you's a free nigga
Run nigga
Thang nigga
Chain nigga
{What}
I'm holding in my hand an original
copy of the emancipation proclamation
Much to my dismay I noticed that Lincoln forgot to
sign it
And that means technically I'm still a slave and you're still a slave owner
Tre+6 :
I rest around the roudy bout it g niggas
And niggas
who wanna be known as thugs
Livin the life because they wanna boom in money and drugs
But ain't no love when they spray
Pray for them everyday
Cause they kill ya
dead and take ya bread if you play with they late
To my dismay my niggas ain't no thugs
They some slaves tryin to runaway to a better day
And anything in they way, they
gonna crush it
But if ain't about that flow then don't discuss it
Plopin and pumpin
we off the chain and disgusted
Willin to die for anything, and that's official
Without or with you, pistol be government issued
With the scrached off word so the Tre would
be observed
We serve, L-Ron fuckin with nerve
Funk Boogie:
See no like myself
See I hear no, speak no, see no evil
Except for them demons that
be by lookin like everyday people
Tryin to get up in my mindframe, stop me from doing my
thang
See if I was a killa, y'all would hear my nine milli {WHAT} bang
But na that
never was my skillo, Funk Boogie mostly just be like chillen
Dealin wit these crooked
villains, standin ready like Freddie
Tryin to whoop a nigga for somethin
That's why
I'm on the rock so for sure they gets nothin
Except a nigga asscrack, kiss it, runaway
slave, that's the click
We set you free nigga, break yourself from the clinch
Courus: x 2
Tre+6 :
Samba bring dead ain't got shit
to live for
Talkin bout you real how you killed so
Scared to death, shakin like a
dildo
Find something to live for
It's sad to see you with that slave mentality
Let me set you free, come follow my cracks ain't no lookin back
Better run like hell,
for sure you'll end up dead, don't bump your head
Man I'm bout to make right for you and me
To my ghetto children, Be Free
See how life's suppose to be
Run nigga
What
Thang nigga
What
Chain nigga
What
{It's over}
Run nigga
What {it's over}
Thang nigga
What {it's
over
Chain nigga
What {it's over}
{Nigga we runaway slaves}
{Nigga
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