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Uh-huh, uh uh uh
Whatcha gon do, whatcha gon do
When they come for you, come for you, huh?
Whatcha gon do, whatcha gon do
When they come for you, come for you, what?

No, aint nowhere to run
And no, aint nowhere to hide
When the heat is on, aint nothin you can do
But close your eyes and ride, and hope you get away

(No) People always talk about my lifestyle
Tell me nothin good could come of it
But I always used to figure it was worth my while
Thats why I had to hit this lick
11:30, a 6-4, ridin dirty
I got the goods, but I think they heard me
Lord help me, can I get away?
Stashing stuff away
Cos the boys are comin to get me
All my people say...


No, aint nowhere to run
And no, aint nowhere to hide
When the heat is on, aint nothin you can do
But close your eyes and ride, and hope you get away
No, aint nowhere to run
And no, aint nowhere to hide
When the heat is on, aint nothin you can do
But close your eyes and ride, and hope you get away

Now tell me whatcha gonna do (buck buck)
When they come for you
When the murderers hit the curve, and suddenly red rum
I gotta respect, refuse to be the dead one
Will it be this bustin ass ?, got on vests but we duck, gotta protect our head
It aint no tellin when niggas start actin stupid
Til they roll up on your block, wit glocks, scheme ass could start shootin
You wanna know what Im doin
Keepin a weapon at all times
Cuz shit, the broke niggas aint got, they runnin up lookin around
And I think they really want it
But who wanna come to get it
Wanna pay that unexpected visit to my crib for the riches
I tell em to bring it on
A nigga done worked to hard for this shit
Plus Im a man and a captain goin down with his ship
Lets do this, AK 47 spittin it
When the situation get heated, we gon be there
With the proper tools and equipment, never be slippin
Ask me what Im gon do when the mob get to jumpin
And gotta fight til its over
If I dont make it, then Ill go down like a soldier

Let me hear you say...

No, aint nowhere to run
And no, aint nowhere to hide
When the heat is on, aint nothin you can do
But close your eyes and ride, and hope you get away
No, aint nowhere to run
And no, aint nowhere to hide
When the heat is on, aint nothin you can do
But close your eyes and ride, and hope you get away

What you gonna do when they come for you?
Even if they catch me homie, I gotta say somethin
I wont live another day, and have nothin
Just believe that Ill be back around in a year or two
Catch me if you can baby
I got a plan baby
Got to get away
Let me hear you say...

Whatcha gon do, whatcha gon do
When they come for you, come for you, huh?
Whatcha gon do, whatcha gon do
When they come for you, come for you, what?

Whatcha gon do, whatcha gon do
When they come for you, come for you, huh?
Whatcha gon do, whatcha gon do
When they come for you, come for you, what?

Let me hear you say...

No, aint nowhere to run
And no, aint nowhere to hide
When the heat is on, aint nothin you can do
But close your eyes and ride, and hope you get away
No, aint nowhere to run
And no, aint nowhere to hide
When the heat is on, aint nothin you can do
But close your eyes and ride, and hope you get away


No, aint nowhere to run
And no, aint nowhere to hide
When the heat is on, aint nothin you can do
But close your eyes and ride, and hope you get away
No, aint nowhere to run
And no, aint nowhere to hide
When the heat is on, aint nothin you can do
But close your eyes and ride, and hope you get away







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All Of My Life
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Until
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What You Got
Angela Jones
Gone But Not Forgotten
Call Me
Fly
Sista
Listen
Right On
Intro
One
Grind
Hard Life
Lite Skinned Freckle Face
Mama (Interlude)
One Day
T Quritesbest Friend
Hold It Down
How Can I Be Down
Superbitches
Muchas Letras © 2006