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fugitives on the run - too much trouble lyrics

fugitives on the run lyrics
(hook: chuck d)
fugitive on the run

(interlude: lil j & tmt)
it’s a new thang (yeah)
tmt is the name (yeah)
yo, bring that sh*t, d from the motherf*ckin nickel

(verse: drunk d)
d*mn straight, i’m from the nickel, yeah i’m cool with the bums
young crazy motherf*cka, attitude real dumb
short second off my ass, i’m getting crazy looks
and don’t regret one f*ckin’ second about the lives i took
i did the sh*t because i love the trigger play
who gives a f*ck? they asses gonna die anyway
so f*ck a aggravated, i’m always mad
i got problems, you can solve them, so kiss my ass
time to get paid, i’m loading up the f*ckin ammo
this is a real motherf*cka, f*ckin off the grand folks
and when i’m about running out of bullets and sh*t
you d*mn right, i got a clip sitting right next to my d*ck, trick
marching down the street like i’m ready for war
i never take care of my business in a godd*mn car
i’m creeping like, yeah, i’m finna rob the hotel
see, life’s a chill, i’m sweating like h*ll
the motherf*ckas spaz, time to finish my task
grab the ass of the gun and broke the godd*mn glass
freeze motherf*cka and don’t ya make a move
don’t say jack sh*t unless i tell yo ass to
open the safe and hurry up and get with it
she looked at me crazy and said, “ain’t no money in it”
that’s bullsh*t! imma ask ya one more time
don’t make me unhappy, yo life’s on the line
open the safe! (but ain’t no money in it!)
*fired shots*
stupid ass b*tch should’ve did it!
broke out quick, knew d*mn well i wasn’t clean
had my nuts to my d*ck plus an uzi machine
but i be d*mned if i ditch my sh*t
i’ll bar none police son of b*tch
if the pigs catch up with me, we can shoot, i don’t care
i’ll be d*mned to get k!lled by an electric chair
guess i never stop k!lling motherf*ckas for fun
so now drunk d is a fugitive on the run

(hook x2)

(interlude: lil j & tmt )
yeah ghetto is his name (mmmhmm)
pimping hoes is his game (mmmhmm)
you know them penitentiary boys just couldn’t hold him

(verse: ghetto mc)
i’m x rated like a p*rno fl!ck
escape from the pen, a black smart convict
who is aggravated, i wonder if i can get even
you think i worship the devil cause i’m scheming like a demon?
coming like a ninja, taking life real swift
murder one is a hobby and i’m f*ckin hip
i escaped from jail, ready to raise some h*ll
i need a bill 50 to get some wholesale
i went to rob a store for some ass quick cash
ducked into my car and threw on the hockey mask
went into the store with my godd*mn weapon
bust a cap in the clerk, cause the b*tch was half steppin’
i took all their money, what is done is done
now the ghetto mc is a fugitive on the run

(hook x2)
(interlude: lil j & tmt)
we all know size ain’t sh*t (yeah!)
but dwarfs spray real quick (yeah!)
the lil white boy? this motherf*cka takes no sh*t

(verse: bar none)
hooked up with tmt and i’m loading my gun
i’m the crazy motherf*cka that they call bar none
standing four foot three, yeah i’m easy to spot
and while you’re cappin’, so is a godd*mn cop
now let me hear yo ass high cap some more
(oh, midget motherf*cka—)
*fired shots*
man, f*ck you hoe!
now you know i’m trigger happy with my gun
bar none’s a f*ckin’ fugitive on the run

(interlude: lil j & tmt)
can i take you a lil further? (h*ll, yeah!)
here’s one bad motherf*cka (ah, sh*t!)
now imma give a lil taste of my n*gga
mr. scarface

(verse: scarface)
i’m back on the motherf*ckin run, being hunted
top ten, lining up in harris county’s most wanted
??? viewing motherf*ckas on a night line
scarface f*cked up sh*t for a lifetime
babies were suffocated, n*ggas getting buried
didn’t matter who i brought it to, cause sh*t didn’t scare me
i had to get mine, didn’t really matter how i got it
packed the motherf*ckin .357 and i shot it
you say k!ll him, i say k!ll him, leaving motherf*ckas broke
like jason, splitting heads like a motherf*ckin cantaloupe
grabbing and stabbing, word them up i have to have it
i’m a motherf*ckin savage and now i’m running like a rabbit
i live my life by the gun
and mr. scarface is a fugitive on the run
ah hahaha, hahahaha!
fool!
(hook x4)

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