Runnin' On E (feat. Outlawz)

If you a bad boy then you die

West side outlaw when we ride

Get me high

They fucked up when they robbed me

Put another contract on Mobb Deep

If you a bad boy then you die

West side outlaw when we ride

Get me high

They fucked up when they robbed me

Put another contract on Mobb Deep

I focused my locust on an enemy

Sip off the Hennessy

It's necessary to finish me

I'm anti social, immortal when it come to the photos

Jersey, them **** down and won't approach 'em

Till it's time to smoke 'em

Who saying a terrorist

****, they think I'm crazy and creepy

And as we speak they trying to find me a therapist

Rapid fire and hire till you die a liar

Strap in that hitting corners

Dropping and wanna spin the tires

My man define ya 357 anaconda

It's enough to bread your momma then turn around and hear the drama

Military camaraderie, outlawed till they body me

Havoc, I gotta have it

Steady blasting that Prodigy

Mobb six feet deep

You trying to bust me to death

And I suppose you go the dopest moves like Chucky or Fresh

You know the verdict, who? What? When? Why they die murdered

Get your physical diverted and your visit deserted

Ever since momma got fucked and poppa ducked out

Look us murderous thugs showing less love in the drug house

Similar to savages, it's a wonder we manage

Bring chaos causing damage on our quest for cabbage

They ask my style similar to cash we flaunt it

Most wanted by the population murdered you for it

Exploit your weakness revenge flow deep without release

Criminal orders across the waters

Bring the war to the streets

Why fear me? Fear the shit I speak

Once this shit drop it's heard on every fucking street

Like the sound of police

Who run the streets really?

In every hood legends grow

From the hustlers up in Harlem to shock callers in O

And though, congress don't want us to progress, we stress

My homey buried at an early age

Hustled to death

HIs last breath, a lesson I possess like jewels

Stay thugged out, keep it moving

Half way, thugs don't budge when we stalk the streets

Sort of like target our narcotics when they walk the beat

You speak of beef? Pussy, throw down and drop it

Hand you a six shots, lay the law down and throw the shells out my pocket

Getting mines with nines cocking extorted

Blocks pop  with 22's in my socks with the butt hanging out the chocolate

You never seen time

I travel across the dream crime

My rolls like a million dollar bill folded with green lines

With my foes erased

Drink my Henny straight, no chasing

Catch my body like Haitian

5 minutes from the station

Hit the hole like Allen Iverson with confidence

No fingerprints don't mean no evidence

Or proof that I was present at the scene of the crime

Around ten **** bleed

After they made this one bad motherfucker bleed

Money was bloody as shit

Ya'll **** should have seen it

Plus it's half as frequent

Bowing down on our knees shit

The glock to your head **** don't make no sudden action

Hit innocent bystanders when he blasted

Dumb fucking backwards

Lil homies put in work for stripes

But is it worth your life?

And G rides running red lights

I wish somebody would have told me then

Since I'ma outlaw like Napoleon ain't no cell they can hold me in

Or cage me in, crazy like Arabians

Hold this spot like them **** on Fabian

Having the fiend page me (page me)

When they want the product, **** I got to smoke

Got this weed and the coke

What you need? What you want? What you working with?

I am on some more immortal shit

Outlaw we straight hurting shit

Use artillery to murder with

Put on the block, gangster party like 'Pac

Life's hard from the ox, me and my **** on top (party)

I know the law hate me dearly

Coming for me

Outlaws, thugged out, **** running on E

I know the law hate me dearly

Coming for me

We outlaws, thugged out, **** running on E

I know the law hate me dearly

They coming for me

We outlaws, thugged out, **** running on E

I know the law hate me dearly

They coming for me

We outlaws, thugged out, **** running on E

With my glock quick to let it pop fuck the law

Carry steel 'cause I live on the **** side of the law

Riding fours 'cause I can't let ho's catch me slippin

Quick to blow and dispose if you block on hitting

Ridding high, blazing

Kryptonite got a **** dazing

Burping and smirking at enemies before I grave 'em

Ride up look behind them

I see him, he slipped

At the stop light on this lonely night

This motherfucker trick

Slide over, so I can dump and put it in 'em

Damn I guess motherfucker know that I sent it

Hit the pedal, now we high speeding

With my metal, trying to make these motherfuckers die speeding

Up the way I seen em slow down, shit

I think I done bust these hoe's dead

Caught them running on E

That's kinda funny to me

They knew they was fucking with me but they dumb to see

Open up fire, watch them expire with my shells split 'em

Plus all them trick ****, bitch you can go to hell with em

Fuck 'em they phony claiming they homies but they foes

Speaking on dubs, **** deadly, while we nailing they hoes

Explode boldly at my stage shows

In formation words are known to spray blaze as I raise my thug nation

A crooked thought cops get bought

No longer caught

Out on bail raising hell, **** fuck what you thought

Did you cry when my girl died?

Put out the hit

Politics **** world wide

Grabbing my dick

I never learn, take away the pain with sherm

Throwing gas on my enemies, watching them burn

Kamikaze

I'm shooting up the casket, take the body

Whoop the corps like a piñata and party

His last breath, a straight lesson I possess like jewels

Stay thugged out, keep it moving

Running on E

Stay thugged out, keep it moving

Running on E

Running on E

Running on E