Who who Can i run to (dat ouside dick dat outside dick) Who who Can i run to (dat ouside dick keep dem hoes sick) Who who Can i run to (dat ouside dick
) Who-who Can I Run To? (Soulja Slim) Who-that, Who-that Outside Dick, That Outside Dick Who-who Can I Run To? (Soulja Slim) Who-that, Who-that Outside
Who-who Can I Run To? (Soulja Slim) Who-that, Who-that Outside Dick, That Outside Dick Who-who Can I Run To? (Soulja Slim) Who-that, Who-that Outside
, yeah Set the city on fire and I didn't even try Run these streets all day, I can sleep when I die, ayy 'Cause if you lookin' for me you can find me
his bitch, yeah We be making hit, yeah After hit, yeah Them titties sittin' nice, yeah I wanna bite, yeah I could fuck you right, yeah All night, yeah I
Hhh) Ass whoop all over the place, you can't hide behind The physical, better run to the spiritual Ass whoop critical, or you can get it From the lyrical
As a kid, I was known, son of a thug Snub-nosed, thirty eight in the glove, who can relate with us? Never had an easy life, shit's way out Clips spray
play But then it might be a mistake 'Cuz if I get sent to D C, I'm sendin' dice to DE With three P's, so when I get out, he can see me For real,'cuz the
Haters, I don't like 'em, bitches, I don't trust 'em Niggas, I can't stand 'em, I creep down and pluck 'em Strap stay in my hand, I gotta protect mine
my picture you can pin it up take me out? Give it up your late I rocked the 9-1-7 when it was 7-1-8 I'm a juvenile deliquent group home lord of the state
I'm sayin'? Nuttin' but love for the old school That's who we gonna do this one for, ya feel me? What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today If
I was sellin' And for the past three months yo I can still hear my victims yellin' But I can't listen to my conscience it's nonsense, if I didn't shoot
world, but you still can't picture no Nigga like me, Pimp tight, the original... MJG I'm the one who told a girl to find a trick nigga she can run to
Rock U can't fuck wit me I don't care about your imagery Give a fuck who you claim to be U still can't fuck wit me U can't fuck wit me I don't care
thuggin', I stay in some beef Baby and Slim keep tellin' me, "Juvenile, stay off them streets" I can't help, I draw attention, they be fuckin' with me I
When its in the palm tho Turn into a john doe I'm pschyo I think bout this shit when I wake up I dont wanna starve kids I want yall to all live SO I'
underrated phrase mason who's leakin' pain to cassette If you hate lies, don't fret 'cause I can't lie about this At least I'm honest when I tell you
