the head And the little one said roll over, roll over We put three in the head And the little one said roll over, roll over I run amuk upon the sucker duck punks that I'm
for the team [Chorus One: Run-D.M.C. (repeat 2X)] We put three in the head and the little one said roll over, roll over "Do or die!" [D.M.C.] I run
run a hundred miles paper chasin I'm 'bout drama, foolishness, whatever start the trigga play I had to spank a nigga believin what a bitch say Like K.C
get stuck like velcro Jake jump out, you see heads and elbows Run nigga, run nigga, here they come nigga Throw that pack nigga, toss that trigger Kid I'm
run out And you can run for your back up If them machine gun shells don't tear your back up God's on your side shit i'm aight with that Cus we gone reload
me? My momma gone you could spend the night Ya heard me? I'm not playing I'm trying to fuck tonight Ya heard me? Clothes off face down ass up c'mon Shorty
My momma gone you could spend the night Ya heard me? I'm not playing I'm trying to fuck tonight Ya heard me? Clothes off face down ass up c'mon Shorty
I can fill ya) Escargot, my car go, one sixty, swiftly Wreck it buy a new one Your crew run run run, your crew run run I know you sick of this, name
I'm done Rip's gripping the six shot pump, so spill it Copper lettin' the lead off Copper thought that he had me caught Little Layzie blew his head off
they throw on some R-Kelly I start ballin' Makin' it rain for them ladies in the mini's But I'm not throwin' ones, fives, tens, or even twenties I'm throwin
And wanna see me inside a C-A-S-K-E-T They say the only way to be a real MC Is to getcha head blew off and be D-E-A-D I know [x21] Aviation 30,000 feet
O.D, Raekwon the Chef, the Inspektah Deck M.E.T.H.O.D. (Man), the B.O.B.B., straight up, Masta Killa, the Gza, the Genius.. It's the Ol' D-d-dza-za-za
the blunt that I'm blazin Ku Klux Klan scared of my nutty beats cause them nutty beats equal bloody sheets out number you somethin like 15 to 3 see,
way? Now I got a passenger I look at the miniskirt, now I'm askin her Would you like to hit the fat bud, or perhaps should I run your name through the
and gold Rubberbands around the bankrolls Fly girls to make your head spin Seemed they partied all night long I was like, "Put me on" But they said, "Little fellow, run
,yeah [x3] C'mon yeah [x7] [verse three] Yo D.,what's up?,suckers is popping lip Grab the H-K and the dum-dum clip and spread out I'm putting punk'
I always had a P.H.D.--A pretty huge dick Ladies tired of getting ripped off by guys like this And giving head is like a whale that's using a toothpick Well--I'm