Run The Line lyrics

Run The Line lyrics

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Run The Line lyrics

Send "Run The Line" Ringtone to your Cell featuring Rasco Verse 1: Yo I tell you niggas what You better stay home and lay your ass in the cut I`m goin for heads Lay you for dead Foldin emcees like bedspread And you ain`t had this much milk since you was breastfed Galleons on courts For sports I bust bubbles on the double Destroyin these fools who wanna give me trouble Ball with stuffle Six feet women be lovin it Brothers be thinkin o` stickin but I be shovin it Ready, unload with fat tracks from lootkids Doin my thang since 16 in `86 Hey yo, sayin that the West ain`t it Nigga I`ll smack you in your mouth for that shit Let me show you what I claim I`m doin my thang But everybody out in Cali don`t gangbang You better open up them mics And get out my face Give me some space Better break out them old Nikes You better run for the crib Cause run in your jigs I`ll send you home with a broke back and cracked whig Microphone`s in control So ready explode Motherfuckers need to punch up the flexcode Verse 2: Heaven forbid I rip kids, get they face blown Bring `em in packs, and I can rip `em by the caseload Ready explode On contact for that contract Flash these lyrics and ready for mic-combat Who wanna step to get a rep Playin double jet Me and my man be on these tracks at the inner sect Mass confuse Hit your fellas off with bad news (tell `em what?) Tell `em you tried but I just blew you out your damn shoes Here`s this mic, you can praise it if you need to Should`ve been there when your brother really needed you It`s too late, had to blast off like 38`s Food for thought but don`t be eatin of no dirty plates I keep it clean and always on the uppernut Nigga, you soft and your rhymes need the toughin-up No gun chatter on the platter cause it doesn`t matter Me and the Wolf collaborate just to make it fatter You better scatter like the roaches with the lights on I tell these niggas don`t you bother turn them mics on Goin deep like quarterbacks on they long throw And Time Waits For No Man label Stones Throw The LP, in `97 you`ll be seein me Gradual shots to your nut got you seein three I`m runnin rhymes while the clock is steady runnin time Crab emcees get in your block to start run in lines Verse 3: Comin in thirst Brothers shouldn`t say another word Kickin your rhymes but they was verses already heard Give me respect, it be the Ras with the triple threat Smash eject, cause already know what`s comin next So I predict that all these brothers goin` to be ridin dicks Break out the axe because it`s time that you get 86 Playin these scrubs in nightclubs like they legendary I`m first class and everybody else is secondary But don`t you worry, all these brothers got your vision blurry Ready to fix your cateracts with the fattest tracks Keep it intact with screws Roll with tight tools (tight crews) And now you missin and your face is on tonight`s news So pay your dues Don`t nobody make it overnight You heard the singleand you thought that it was overwrite NO, cause I can do it to you every time Me and Peanut Butter Wolf gotta run `em lines Send " Run The Line" Ringtone to your Cell Run The Line lyrics @ Burbler Lyrics | Run The Line lyrics @ ELyrics | Run The Line lyrics @ Kovideo | Lyrics and Video @ MusicBabylon | Run The Line lyrics @ Songlyrics | Run The Line lyrics @ ELyricsWorld

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