Corrección Letra On The Run, Pt. 1 par Foolio

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Letra

Damn, that day was crazy as f**k
Uh
(Simo Fre just killed this)

Ay, it's been a long day (6)
Woke up, floss my teeth, grab my gun, what's the play? (What's the play?)
Got a phone call, unknown number, it's not saved
Picked it up, {Fooly, when I catch you, Imma spray} (Rrrah)
Told him "Drop the lo', swear to God I'm on the way" (On the way)
Walked outside the house, and hopped in my stolen Wraith (Stolen Wraith)
N***a sendin' threats, so somebody gon' die today (Rrrah)
Ridin' down [?], then hopped on the interstate (Interstate)
Finna go and drill, damn, I forgot the brakes (I forgot the brakes)
Bibby on my mind, finna up the murder rate (Rrrah)
Police hopped behind mе, and they ran the licensе plate (Damn)
Now they story gettin' crazy, I had to take 'em on a chase (Skrt)
Got off in lane 4, bust a left then bust a right (Bust a right)
Now I'm on Edgewood, I ain't stoppin' at no light (Stoppin' at no light)
Heart beatin' fast, all I see is police lights
I'm a million dollar n***a, still gamblin' with my life (Gamblin' with my life)
Left by AutoZone, now I'm ridin' down [?]
Ain't pray to God this mornin', so this happenin' for a reason (Happenin' for a reason)
220 on the dash, look behind me, I'on see 'em (I'on see 'em)
Rollin' on them Xans, end up crashin' on [?] (Damn)
Now I'm out on feet, oh, I think I got 'em beat (Let's go)
Hopped another gate, end up rippin' my white tee (F**k)
I'm scared like a b*t*h, they got dogs chasin' me (F**k)
Crackers gotta do y'all job, we'on pay taxes for free (No cap)
Ran through the cut, now I'm in Hilltop (Hilltop)
Gotta think fast, 'cause I gotta throw my Glock (Gotta throw my Glock)
GTA sh*t, damn, I got 5 stars (5 stars)
I just stashed all my drugs, now I'm runnin' off the block (Off the block)
Ran off the 6, and I still see the cops (See the cops)
Gotta keep on goin', police tellin' me to stop (Tellin' me to stop)
I'm finna get away, I can feel it in my heart (Feel it in my heart)
Then I get on Ave B, guess who I see? Damn, the opps (Damn)
I shoot, like, 3, 4 times, they shootin' back, I had to duck (Buh)
I kill all of them n***as, in my head, I know I'm f**ked
'Cause while I'm in the shootout, see the police pullin' up
Damn, undercover car, gray Silverado truck (Damn)
Helicopters in the air, it ain't nowhere I can run (Run)
It is what it is, tell the label "pay my bond" (Pay my bond)
They cross they nuts on me, oh, they think lil' 6 done
Finna take this sh*t to trial and beat a couple murder 1's
Now I'm up in court, I got shackles on my feet (Shackles on my feet)
Don't got no codefendant, and I'm not takin' a plea (Not takin' a plea)
The judge, she a fan, and she wanna f**k on me (Wanna f**k on me)
Uh, state attorney racist, want some time outta me (Time outta me)
My lawyer said "Sweet, I'm finna get you out this b*t*h" (Get you out this b*t*h)
Real gangster, I got morals, I'll do time before I snitch (No cap)
I'm a stolen car ridin' a**, crazy a** jit (6)
I just beat the case, the judge said it's self defense (Self defense)
First day out the cell, now I'm back on the block (I'm back on the block)
Called lil' Jarvo up, "Where the f**k you put my Glock?" (Where my Glock?)
Now I'm in the studio recordin', and I'm hot (And I'm hot)
And the story ain't over, part 2, it's a plot (It's a plot) (Comin' soon)
It's comin' soon
(Simo Fre just killed this)

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