place, can't do a goddamn thing But after a while, you ain't gonna run me down anymore Run me down in the city, run me down on the farm Run me with
Übersetzung: The Black Keys. Run Me Down.
place can't do a goddamn thing But after a while, you ain't gonna run me down anymore Run me down in the city, run me down on the farm, run me with
them niggas down wit me L.T., Cool Billy, Cooley Popeye and my nigga Larry So please, at ease, freeze, get on ya knees Pussy niggas stuntin like ya got keys
Juvenile] Baby, gimme the keys, gimme the G's, gimme the weed, gimme the mack-10 Let me see what's happenin, to me these niggas lackin Some tellin me
ballers and killers ask Suga Slim and B-3 Fresh ordered twenty keys turned them over to me Hot Boys and i'm gonna put in that UPT For shittie, get wit' me
party [Verse Two: 2Pac, Snoop] Now give me fifty feet Defeat is not my destiny, release me to the streets And keep whatever's left of me Jealousy is
they send me to these overpacked jails In the cell, countin days in this livin black Hell, do you feel me? Keys to ignition, use at your discretion Roll
party Verse Two: 2Pac, Snoop Now give me fifty feet Defeat is not my destiny, release me to the streets And keep whatever's left of me Jealousy
1 The day mama pushed me out her womb, told me "nigga get paid." No one can understand me. The black sheep. Outcasted from my family. Now packin heat. I run
it's a shakedown, uh-oh-oh) [Ali Vegas:] The streets'll do whatever just to see me fail Mama'll do whatever to keep free from jail So she tellin' me
Apollo The fiends had faith in me, suckas wouldn't run A nigga not insane Niggas still with me Bone, somehow they turn up Run up and get your sign Run
to Eazy through the Ouija So I can see If maybe he can tell me Why you're hatin on me, bitin on me Why you want me To show a nigga Leather Face, and he
fit I know I'm a bit flaky but they make me Its they who raised me and say the can take me Its they who legs I brake and make achy Its they who mistake me and make me
you ain't gotta like me, I know billions of folks who love me You can tell how they yelling and screaming and waiting for me when I touch down [Chorus
em in all shape and size niggaz No lie, prefer them ready do or die niggaz What? What you want? cutey starin at me like "Damn, where you from?" You be comin at me
