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run - the rydas lyrics

[blaze ya dead homie]
you can run your jewels and expensive shoes
your exotic cars and nice sh*t you could go
go on, call the pigs, look like the kind that gon’ sue
ski mask up on the freeway on a shoot out on the [?]
ghost ride the whip, [?] ak
spray through the [?]
run the police*issued 12 gauge, on the cage
b*tch i’m ’bout to take it to the bank, make ’em crack the safe
goin’ all in, east side and takin’ no short
makin’ money stack [?]
real gangstas never support that bull sh*t you’re sellin’
and b*tch, you don’t wanna smoke with some felons

[verse 2: bukshot]
jamie pass the hacksaw, cut the padlocks off
they make a sound, then we blow their f*ckin’ backs off
ninjas creepin’ through the night, but we not soft
sawed*off to the face will give ’em lockjaw
make the wrong move, we turn ’em into casualties
score*takin’ maniac, recognize the savagery
fill the duffel bag up with what we came for
[?] mission, we ‘gon wage war

[chorus]
see me ridin’, mind yo business, b*tch
clappin’ citizens quick for they benefits, uh
we skrrt clean, no witnesses
armed and dangerous, and the description fits, uh
(rydas) come up off that chain
come up off that money, come up off that life
(motherf*cker) come up off that chain
come up off that money, come up off that life
[verse 3: jamie madrox]
(here we go) grimey, gully, all i got is a 38
in a skully turned into a ski mask
i’ma need to see cash, i’ma hold the weed too
no one make a f*ckin’ move, and sit where i can see to
no one play that hero, security guard, cops
anybody reachin’ for a piece, a motherf*ckin’ body drops
we go halloween and pass around this pillow case
throw your wallets and purses and put yo hands on yo face
i’ma need all your f*ckin’ backs against the wall now
anybody trippin’, i’ll k!ll all of y’all f*ckers right now
turn around, shut the f*ck up, calm the f*ck down
even so much as a whisper, i’m blowin’ your mouth out
close your eyes and count back from a million
as i hit the staircase and i vacate the buildin’
real rydas, the mission to make a million
we gon’ rob that ass, and if you trip, we get to k!llin’

[chorus]
see me ridin’, mind yo business, b*tch
clappin’ citizens quick for they benefits, uh
we skrrt clean, no witnesses
armed and dangerous, and the description fits, uh
(rydas) come up off that chain
come up off that money, come up off that life
(motherf*cker) come up off that chain
come up off that money, come up off that life
[verse 4: billy obey]
let me make sure you’re understandin’ something (listen up)
i’ll blow your brains out if you try touchin’ the panic b*tton, that’s not up for discussion
(rydas) k!ll one at random to set an example
demand ransom, money by the handfuls (gimme that)
didn’t wanna make a mess, but i took it there
without a care, i swear, you move another c*nt hair
that’s all she wrote, for the [?]
i’ll put [?] through your torso, f*ck up your michael kors coat
boom, i’m a thug and even more so (more so?)
i can spare money in morse code (morse code?)
it’s the east side rydas, and we throwin’ three up (throw three up)
check yo skrilla for the re*up (what)

[verse 5: lee carver]
stab steady massed, calculatin’ a come up
walkin’ into speedway for some gum and throw the gun up
’cause i ain’t even really got no time to explain
give me the cash and charity change, i’ma fire this thing
don’t take it personal, b*tch, everybody [?]
i’d rob my own grandma, man, if she didn’t stay strapped
shut yo motherf*ckin’ trap, i’m deadin’ all of the dialogue
i pulled the hammer back and blew his brains into the tylenol
f*ck, i’m headin’ to sh*ll
i’m addicted to armed robbery and gunpowder smell
you can stick me in a cell and i’m stickin’ up an armed guard
hijackin’ an [?] car and headin’ into the ozarks

- the rydas lyrics

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