Run But Can't Hide (feat. Bloodhound Lil Jeff)

(Ayo, X9)

These **** can't fuck wit' us in nothing, but dying

These bitch-ass ****, they can't fuck wit' us in nothing, but dying

Uh, uh

You bitch-ass **** can't fuck wit' us in nothing, but dying, ****

You bitch-ass **** can't fuck wit' us in nothing, but dying

Bitch

Uh-huh, uh-huh

Yeah, these ****, they can't fuck wit' us in nothing, but dying

You can run but you can't hide, you just gon' die tired (Bitch)

My lil' bruddas trash ****, these **** expired (Yeah)

Short **** but this switch make me feel 6'5 (Yeah)

She said some slick shit about the lo', I let that shit slide (Bitch)

I ain't even know this ain't the post, found out the bitch died (Bitch)

You book them Bloodhounds for a show, con' have this bitch live (Yeah)

You can get some bags or book a blow, might front what you buying

****, all us drop Ys, ****, all these Glock's fire (Yeah)

Ayy, all these bitches bops, ****, no, they not mine (Bitch)

We got blood for hire ****, tell me who hiring

We know you a liar, ****, we know you lying (Yeah)

Four **** bounce out, open fire, ****, you know you dying (Uh-huh, yeah)

I'ma get my **** out the trenches, I hope you trying

Them **** can't fuck wit' us in nothing, tell them knock it off

All I drop is merch, these **** dropping dimes and dropping salt

Fuck my opps them **** hoes and we can get it on (You know that)

Thirty shots up in my Glock, on the back, a fully on it (Brrt)

Slept up in the same bed wit' the **** I'm spinnin' on (Haha)

**** hoes, they ain't your mans, watch who you call your bro (Watch who you call yo' bro)

Jumped his gate, until this day, that **** still a ho (His a ho)

Tote Micro Drac, we switchin' lanes, you play, shoot through the door (Gon' shoot this bitch through the door)

A **** play, got caught broad day, left him outside the store (Left his ass outside the store)

Left him outside the store, switchy made him stop, drop, and roll (Drop and roll)

You know I cannot go, bet a **** won't play without gettin' sent home

Next **** we catch, leave him wit' his head gone

Lil' cuz be fried, man, I think his head gone (Head gone)

Really walking **** down wit' no mask on (No mask on)

Only blood in my eyes, bitch this a red zone (This the red zone)

Only blood in my eyes, bitch, this a red zone

We hop out, get shit over gone (Over gone)

I pop my shit in every song (Every song)

**** know he gon' die if he move wrong (**** know he gon' die if he move wrong)