Running from the police
Right
Gotta stay low key
Right
Got that thang on me we don't like to hesitate
So homie please don't get up on the way
You don't know me
Nah
Homie you don't know me
Nah
You should keep it that way got the homie with the shots
And he won't hesitate
Think twice before you make a mistake
Ghetto Gutter gotta be a gunner
Don't fuck with me in this hot ass summer
Once I'm rolling with a extra runner
Shit's hot so I stash the burner
They got the little homie right by the corner
Here comes that bitch ass reporter
Making money every time we hit the border
Juvenile court had a big ass folder
Locking legs with mothafuckas that was older
Shut yo mouth before you get one in the shoulder
And I ain't stopping till it's over
Hold it down like a true fucken soldier
All through the way just been getting colder
A little bolder but fuck being sober
It's big trust and I come with mo' dust
Making your ears constantly bust
Running from the police
Right
Gotta stay low key
Right
Got that thang on me we don't like to hesitate
So homie please don't get up on the way
You don't know me
Nah
Homie you don't know me
Nah
You should keep it that way got the homie with the shots
And he won't hesitate
Think twice before you make a mistake
Think twice before you make a mistake
Gamble with the dice so the price you gon' pay
I can see it in yo' eyes all that shit be fake
Steady telling all them lies but yo' ass gon' break
Cus it's war outside ain't nobody getting saved
Strap on my side please don't get up in my way
V.O.T.G that's the voice of the ghetto
That boy Big E steady clutching heavy metal
It get official popping pistols when you in my zone
Little homie heard a whistle so he cocked up on his chrome
Playing suckas like a fiddle now he laid up on the floor
I ain't leaving no riddles letting mothafuckas know
What's up Trust they can get it broad day
My gun bust East Side L Gang
Ain't no love for you punks ain't no love for you lames
I do this for my hood until the day I'm in my grave
Running from the police
Right
Gotta stay low key
Right
Got that thang on me we don't like to hesitate
So homie please don't get up on the way
You don't know me
Nah
Homie you don't know me
Nah
You should keep it that way got the homie with the shots
And he won't hesitate
Think twice before you make a mistake
Sat on my prison bunk writing these lyrics
Hoping that someday you fools get to hear this
Doing them burpies for wind and appearance
Building them soldiers that don't know what fear is
But you know damn well we know what respect is
Give it to you then believe it's expected back
Music is a drug get injected
Haters spreading germs don't get infected
Did time and surrounded by a fence and shit
Summertime know the yard getting tense a bit
So you gotta stay focus if them lenses fit
Survived that and fuck tryina make sense of it
Just don't look back keep pushing to the top
They tried to block this but it'll never stop
Creeping up slowly but surely homies and parolees
You haters don't know me
Running from the police
Right
Gotta stay low key
Right
Got that thang on me we don't like to hesitate
So homie please don't get up on the way
You don't know me
Nah
Homie you don't know me
Nah
You should keep it that way got the homie with the shots
And he won't hesitate
Think twice before you make a mistake