Run up in Traffic
Lyrics
Step with an evil grin
Any time i step heartless crew Mighty Mo and Bushkin
Bounce nuff coper of chin
On license but i still make it spin
Nuff pc wanna see me in bin
You na wanna get ching dont make me sin
John crow man dem walk with the kweff kweff kweff
Step with an evil grin
Any time i step heartless crew Mighty Mo and Bushkin
Bounce nuff coper of chin
On license but i still make it spin
Nuff pc wanna see me in bin
You na wanna get ching dont make me sin
John crow man dem walk with
You dont want to see me get weird
You aint no boss for me
No you aint no boss for non of my peers
Im doing up filthy gears
Them man doing up tears for fears
Bookie enough times i burnt that bridge
Me and flash spacey pull up like Wayne and Biggs
Kick off the door and slap mans bitch
I dont do buts or ifs
Like your youngers you aint on piss
Man want to war and dont want to get rich
Thats why daily things carry on hip
Bad hygiene i will let that spit
John crow man them we set trip
Creepers daily smash mans crib
Run up in traffic
Run up in traffic
Run up in traffic
Young boys got a full clip with a Rambo
Run up and slap it
Run up and slap it
Run up in traffic
Run up in traffic
Run up in traffic
Young boys got a full clip with a Rambo
Run up and slap it
Run up and slap it
Metal threw tinted whip
Pagan can't come slide threw the 12 when pagan owes Me a quid
Its risky now you can't drive with kids
How you try phone my niggs for the re up
I gave you a box on tick
Now im letting off shots at cribs
Im on crud i might pop some bibs
People might get a brand new stiff
Mums should have told you dont tell fibs
And now you wanna talk to the pig
In ends snitches get one two stitch
Bad hygiene i will let that spit
John crow man them we set trip
Creepers daily smash mans crib
Run up in traffic
Run up in traffic
Run up in traffic
Young boys got a full clip with a Rambo
Run up and slap it
Run up and slap it
Run up in traffic
Run up in traffic
Run up in traffic
Young boys got a full clip with a Rambo
Run up and slap it
Run up and slap it
Why these guys wanna play with me like they must be lean
Can't see a pistol
Can't see a beam
Said he had paper
Can't see a queen
What
Round here can't run no sceam
Things will change
Life will turn extreme
Know what i mean
You better run like you was chasing a dream
Stuck in the hood still chasing a fiend
Seen
I mad p's last year that i still aint spent
When the crying gets worse
Mans not trying to prevent
Just payed the rent
Turn up to a major event
Rah
I said these pussy holes will need consent
Run up in traffic
Run up in traffic
Run up in traffic
Young boys got a full clip with a Rambo
Run up and slap it
Run up and slap it
Run up in traffic
Run up in traffic
Run up in traffic
Young boys got a full clip with a Rambo
Run up and slap it
Run up and slap it
Writer(s): Benjamin Blades
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing
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