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Hahaha, yeah
Super, this is super, yeah [Verse 1] A "100 Miles and Runnin" on the block cause I`m wanted The cops try to say I`m under arrest for nuttin Since I`m young and paid, drivin a big truck One of the main reasons they don`t give a fuck When you got a warrant that`s not good Dirty cops throw your hands on the hot hood Gettin frisked by the you know who Crooked ass detectives don`t even have a clue When it`s time to run, I jump gates, throw milk crates do whatever so I don`t get shipped upstate First flat, already tryna bust caps Talkin about they tryin to get somebody`s purse back They wanna see me under the precinct gettin disrepected, treated undecent That`s why I bounce when they pass by Fuck that, I ain`t goin out like the last guy [Chorus] It`s a dirty game out there Crooked cops takin shots Snitches sayin names out there This ain`t your block, I got dibs on that Run in cribs with kids and blow wigs back Police is grimy, lookin like "try me" Ready to lock me up, ridin by me I just put my game face on Five of us deep, all singin the same song [Verse 2] Yeah, put your hands up, y`all know what time it is We all going, whether the shit`s mine or his Tryna catch a nigga six in the morning In my boxers, catch a nigga while he yawning (feet don`t fail me now) I can`t get locked up, there`s no stash for the bail now So a nigga gotta change the routine, take a little trip OT Catch a new scene, playin big man games Get knocked said no names And I don`t even sell dope or cocaine In the streets, my block`s full of track stars Everybody tryna look like some rap star For every dirty cop there`s another block full of hard rocks `bout to get got DT`s when they pass us, they harass us I gotta rock a vest, cause they even blast us [Chorus] [Verse 3] They never seen me comin Jumpin over they car, like that badge don`t mean nothin My third strike, see me on a dirt bike All they know is that he`s black and his shirt`s white I have no regards for authority all I know is that I`m gettin money and have more to feed When they start with that "come out with your hands up" Talkin `bout "put his ass in handcuffs" I`m a hit the back streets, throw the heat in my man`s jeep While it movin and stack heat I can`t sleep cause I`m p-noid Always lookin out for unmarked cars and decoys It`s a jungle so I got a good lawyer And all y`all DA`s I got somethin for ya I`m still gettin blunted when the cops is comin Shots got me a "100 Miles and Runnin" [Chorus] - 2X (*police sirens appear behind Chorus the second time*)
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