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letra de run that shit! - edan

[intro]
this is a special dedication
youknowhatimsayin’?
smooth it out
but get busy

[verse 1]
now i’ma tell you off the bat what this jam is about
it’s about stealin’ people’s sh-t and leavin’ ’em -ssed out
whether a stranger or relative, a friend or a foe
i like jackin’ motherf-ckers when i need some dough
i ain’t the type of individual to hold a job
i’d rather sn-tch a sucker’s chain for the gold
i ain’t workin’ at mcdonald’s, you can suck my d-ck
matter of fact, give me a burger and the keys to your whip
now i’m drivin’ around town in a brand new maxima
see a hitchiker, bam! now i got a p-ssenger
ask him where he live while i looked in his gear
he told me it was close and i should make a left here
dude was lookin’ busted, but he had a nice watch
some sh-t that i was live ??
so i said, “hold up” and parked the car off fifth
i said, “the watch and your money, b-tch, run that sh-t!”

[chorus]
run that sh-t!
i want the color tv
and all your ugly f-ckin’ clothes
burger with fries
i want that diamond ring
i want the money in your pocket
i want a strawberry shake and gold
yo, check it out

[verse 2]
now, i knew this kid barry, yo, we went way back
me and barry used to chill at the crib and smoke crack
we was technically related cause he married my daughter
he would come to the crib when he needed some water
barry was ugly, bad breath, but real cool
we would sit on the stool and reminisce about school
and the things we used to do just to make ends meet
like the credit card scam and selling drugs on the street
i didn’t think nothin’, but my man started flossin’
rockin’ alligator boots and the eighty dollar walkman
i figured he was schemin’, just stackin’ his loot
then he came to the crib in a three-piece suit
he said, “yo, man, i landed this government job”
i was thinking to myself, “he’s a sucker, a slob”
“yo, you bullsh-ttin’, barry”, he said, “na, it’s legit”
he pulled out a thousand dollars, i said, “run that sh-t!”

[chorus]
run that sh-t!
i want the money in your pocket
i want the gl-sses
yo, gimme that bagel, i’m hungry
yo, the color televisions, the stereo
yo, yo, gimme your socks, man
oh, them kicks, lookin’ dope
run that jacket, let me see that sh-t
run it

[verse 3]
i was walkin’ down the block just mindin’ my own

- edan

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