hit and run, we might die today Yeah, I'm hit and run (Hit and run, hit and run, hit and run, hit and run) Yeah, I'm hit and run (Hit and run, hit and run
New York motherfuckers where we don't play And out of towners get got like everyday And a gangsta's a gangsta in every way Sittin on twenty-two's, that's
I came to play my part and that's it We had a full proof plan, all we need was the fam Ammunition a van, two chicks and one extra man Two Lincoln L.S
E T, O.G.M.C. L.A.P.D., H A T E (Ho) Watch the mic blow I flip scripts, and the dump drops the ammo Time to get wreck with the new style It's '93 and MC's
easy Lee and the whole crew Y'all are players to my man Daddy O And the set posse players To MC LYTE and Queen Latifah Two ladies that got all the Ice's respect and that's
don't play baseball but I've hit a home run All around the world, all around the world I've been to countries and cities I can't pronounce And the places
a long time sittin' in your one and only Niggas said they comin' in a month or so But they run though, how they really want it Want all the rain and
don't deny me I be Little like your Rascals and stymie to fly that hiney Buy me keys, to my Benz and my Coupe Like Jay and Run and D.M.C.'s, that's the
G Stayin' sucka free as I L-O-C It's Friday night Two players on a hoodrat chase You niggas can't see me and you can't see my nigga Face First thang
ll make Reverend Run move and that a step to the left Cuz I'm the best of both me's that's the best and the best It's the Mixtape God put the rest of
criminal shit of these O.G.s What's poppin', nigga? Don't you ever try to fuck wit M.O.P. and Styles This is for the hood and niggas that's wild If
t too fly for a ki, lemme get that price to me Hit me on my cell phone 44368 Posted on that front street Get there check and don't be late Label me the
go to war like everyday And if you ain't don't come outside nigga that's just how we play Take a trip to my side that ain't cool that ain't straight
my name And I'll just look away, that's right Just go ahead and hate on me and run your mouth So everyone can hear Hit me with the worst you got and
run you motherfuckers The Funk Doctor Spock coming live and in color Watch out We run you motherfuckers Puffin' mad spliffs, so fuck a bitch And a nigga, cause niggaz and
L.O.X Blaze We run the streets, yall know who to bet (C'mon) Fuck yall niggas (Let's go) Couldn't live the life I live Why's that I could die any minute
Astro's hat a lot, I sock A punk, fool, hit me up [Assassin] I run the west and I'm up, That's suppossin' my cause, What's the difference between this
This is for my bitchess, wit the style and grace Who ain't hearin' nothing, talkin', but the Benjamin face I ain't bullshittin', I trick 'em and run up in they kitchen And she ain't
