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letra de runnin from 5-0 - saafir

[intro]
yeah you know what i’m saying
straight from the m-th-rf-cking nuts
i’m running from the 5-0 cuz they ain’t sh-t
crackers could never catch me anyway, (crackers, tricks)
know what i’m saying, one time for your mind

[verse 1: saafir]
adrenaline flowing and i’m a keep going
throwing my feet, right over left, i’m out of breath
why do they want me, for incarceration?
cross country running, stretched across the nation
but yes the situation, doesn’t help me at all
i could ask him why he racing but you make the call
i won’t pause, for the cause of him, or a finder clause
cause in time it falls
i don’t fear death, no not at all
you’ll never catch plan bee in sh-tty drawеrs, nope
he ain’t selling, constantly еxcelling
but you want to beat a brother down with billy clubs and flashlights
i’m peaked
it’s late at night you better learn how to flash, right
that black and white ain’t tight
i feel like a f-cking flag i’m running so f-cking fast
these ain’t even new shoes i’m wearing (h-ll naw)
i’m quick on a cyclone fence, but my pants are tearing
shredding
sweating from back yard to yard, front tucked over fences
motherf-ck the dog
he don’t notice me, two more fences then i’m home free
my homey, pulls up from the cut
smoking dank don’t post, i love him the most
i’m bent
i’m ghost
five oh (5-0, 5-0, 5-0)
[interlude]
(police siren chirp) pull over to the right please

[verse 2: saafir]
n-ggas be trying to rob me
mob me
but what i don’t see big that he ups me
i got eyes in the back of my head
you ask me why i’m not dead
because i’m the primal
who dimes for fun
in the pass over
but i’m a mack over
moment or terrain
no fame, just the raining
of weapons thousands of nikes
stepping to represent, anything goes
the game is never over
just in an overtime
so know your rhyme before you speak
or get beat into oblivion, i dwell with the minds
cuz i live in minion, the knife breathe, my sight sees
so i’d indite, without pride or fear, yeah
saafir a fight a trick with a nightstick
but i won’t slip
cuz i got a tight grip, on my, b-tch
when it comes to gats nina is my fajita
pita knows, from the book of jobe
tell him, he’ll try to change his last ways
in the last days, but i’ll wet him
see if lucifer can juice in yah
taste me
i’ll take you on a mind trip
stay on the path
follow the nine clips (nine clips, clips, clips, clips, clips, clips)
[outro]
clips, yeah, check it out
straight from plan bee spirit
we flowing on the motherf-cking hobo junction line
you know what i’m saying
fat, fat respect to plan bee
that’s my man
you know what i’m saying
we been running from five oh all our life that’s just the way it is
straight from an og perspective

- saafir

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