Run Nigga lyrics

Artist  : Trick Daddy 
Song : Run Nigga



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{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 we
runaway slaves and we ain't going back}