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tommy wright iii – runnin-n-gunnin كلمات اغاني

[verse: tommy wright iii]
started out with six bullets, but i ended up with zip
gave my glock 17 to my roadie ’cause it’s fully loaded
creepin’ never sleepin’, duckin’ and divin’ as i do my thang
left my gang at the shack, some of my n-ggas was left on the track
boomin’ dope, never soap, but them folks set up a raid
all them dealers dropped they dope and got my cousin caught that day
now he’s down in 201, ain’t no fun, had a gun
forty rocks plus he got charged for the sh-t they dropped
narcs, better known as cops, in the ghetto; yeah the metro
b-tches got me fed up ’cause i think it was a set up
anyway i gots no time to by tryin’ to play sherlock
so i got my glock with six sh-lls, finna break him out of jail
drivin’ down the highway mane, speedin’ and this sh-t at risk
got off at the union exit, eyes red ’cause i’m p-ssed
scopin’ out them police cars, i ain’t scared ’cause i’m hard
smokin’ endo thinkin’ i gots to get him off that fourth floor
walked up to the door, broke out runnin’ past the checkout cop
metal detector goin’ off because i shot that chrome glock
“stop, freeze!”
b-tch, please, hit the elevator fast
fourth floor, gimme the keys, warden please don’t make me blast
get yo’ -ss up mane

[verse 2: tommy wright iii]
now we runnin’ deep as h-ll through downtown, in a lie
god i hate the highway, home free from the county (blah)
for runnin’, while i’m gunnin’ ’cause them folks put out an apb
back up in the hooptie, but like always it wouldn’t crank
so we jumped out with the jailbirds, hopped into a bank
i don’t want no money, all i need is one of these n-gga’s cars
[tommy look out!] (blam)
i shot the d-mn security guard
jumped into his pickup while they stick up all the bank tellers
all the jailbirds jumped in the back with the money sacks
now i’m down to four bullets, but i had to use the fourth
shot one of them, convicts found out he was five-o through my source
(bawly) tryna leave that b-tch while everybody split the cash
but i saw blue lights in the rearview mane, so i punched the gas
knowin’ i’m in trouble thoughts of givin’ up crossed my mind
they got our -ss this time
mpd blocked off the street, but we jumped out of the truck
put a brick up on the gas and let the truck slam in that gas
now everybody gone book through the woods, mane we had to break out runnin’
yeah them n-ggas a (hoog) mane, i said, “good luck, it’s time for gunnin’!”

[refrain: tommy wright iii]
yeah, that’s my story of 1st degree, yeah but tell them b-tches, how you be runnin’ ‘n’ gunnin’, marco

[verse 3: marco]
duckin’ and dodgin’ from them folks, with my n-gga tommy wright
jumpin’ them fences hittin’ them ditches, tryna stay away from that light
can’t get caught, so i’m (vampin’) fast, crawlin’ through some tall gr-ss
if them po-po’s catch my -ss, they might try to put me in a body bag
grip a n-gga glock, i can’t stop, ’till i reach my f-ckin’ block
if they yell out, “freeze” i squeeze the trigger, one more cop get shot
hit the cut, duck and creep, tryna make it to the next street
now they rollin’ three cars deep, thinkin’ they finna catch a g
think again, i’m in the wind, now they’re wonderin’ how i do it
’cause i (flap, flap, flash) on they -ss, or better yet (car lewis)
first degree is known to break, right in front of them b-tches face
’cause they tryna gimme a case, that i don’t want, so let’s race
i’m gone win, again and again, ’cause i know these f-ckin’ streets
leavin’ these b-tches upset, when i jet, ’cause it’s all they see
clever like a fox, f-ck them, narcs, i’m leavin’ them hoes so fast
pump they brains, when i aim that .44 to your f-ckin’ face
think i’m playin’? i don’t joke, i love the smell of gun smoke
once again it’s on, grippin’ the tone, runnin’ from them folks

- tommy wright iii

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