Juice - Run 4 Ya Life Lyrics
(run for your life)ha ha(save ya'self)Chicago is in this mother*****er tonightThats my wordI suggest niggaz (run for your life)And try'ta (save ya'self)Fa'sho (aint no running from me)Swear before God these niggaz don't want none(I do)Hit it God[verse1]My niggaz is high, my niggaz is living and dieWe did it in Chi, see my whole city, we rideAnd hoes say "He got the prettiest eyes"Until they see them turn pitch black when death is what I visualizeAnd all those who attempt to go against my riseBetter be gunning with a click as demented as mineCause one of us 'a leave and, one of us will stay andOne of us will breathe but, one of us will lay inI'm feeling just as nutty as *****, living it upI swear to God I'll leave these niggaz bloody as *****I got a passion for putting my foot on the gas, mashingBlasting on whatever niggaz will be or have beenFeel me laughing, ***** what you talking aboutIt's like hop-scotch, I rather just be chalking you out***** niggaz need to carry a purse, I rather bury ya' firstIceberg slim, America's worst[hook](run for your life)I suggest mother*****ers try ta' (save ya'self)It's major wealthI dont really care or give a ***** about who know youAnd if I gotta go, you go tooNow make a move nigga(run for your life)You mother*****ers need ta' (save ya'self)You dun played yourselfNiggaz wanna act like they ill and higher then GodTil they come against the firing squadCheckmate[verse2]I suggest women and kids take cover when my adrenaline spitI'll leave you laying on a tenement brickReady to paint the curb red, niggaz bleedingJust give me a reason, cause some punk niggaz deserve leadHit them with a whole clip, making your soul dripShow his ass exactly how cold cold can getFour-Fours'll spit, flows is so sickPo-pos'll get hit, white roses, thats itI think its about time niggaz get out-lined (lined)Suits are getting fitted, the sun will not shine (shine)Slugs through your spine (thats right)Your life is like a new Benz and I'm about to start jacking niggaz blindWhat you aint heard? This is murder by designFor any mother*****er whispering about mine (about mine)And I'm J-U calico, I let these niggaz knowI bring drama from the door nigga[hook](run for your life)I suggest niggaz try ta' (save ya'self)It's major wealthI dont really care or give a ***** about who know youAnd if I gotta go, you go tooNow make a move nigga(run for your life)Gun and a knife, you need to (save ya'self)You dun played yourselfAll these punk niggaz wanna act like they higher then GodTil they come against the firing squadCheckmate[verse3]It dont matter if I'm rapping or not, I'm still packing the hotSeventeen shot'll mack in the glockI'll leave these niggaz backless, spineless, brainlessNines is, stainless, crimes is, heinousI'll do it execution style, J'll make it painlessMy guns have names but bullets remain namelessPulling the thang flagrant, the third rail'll face themYou can go to Hell facing 'empty shell casingsTell Jason "Hi," kiss your life goodbyeDamn shame she's widow cause your wife is flyBut now your whole soul well it belongs to ChiWhat tha *****?! Niggaz think they too strong to die*****ing with J, I'll lift mother*****ers up up and awayEverytime a niggaz tucking a trayIt's like rock paper scissors nigga, gun and a knifeIf you like fresh air, I suggest niggaz run for their life[hook](run for your life)I suggest you punk niggaz try ta' (save ya'self)Major wealthNiggaz wanna front, I dont care about who know youCause if I gotta go, you go tooNow make a move nigga(run for your life)Gun and a knife, you need to (save ya'self)You dun played yourselfEvery rap nigga wanna act like they higher then GodTil they come against the firing squadCheckmate nigga(run for your life)I suggest niggaz try ta' (save ya'self)I dont care about all your little street plugsI dont care who know youBut if I gotta go, you go tooNow make a move nigga(run for your life)Gun and a knife, you need ta' (save ya'self)You dun played yourselfEvery rap nigga wanna act like they higher then GodTil they meet the damn firing squadHolla back!
