Compton AV - Run Ricky Run текст песни

Either they don’t know… don't show… or don’t care about what’s goin' on in
the hood
Ayoo Meco, we started this shit
Y’all niggas hurry up, go in there and buck them niggas and get the fuck out
and don’t be playin'
Yo, wassup now, partner?
Ricky!
Run Ricky run
You niggas better get home, 'cause here them niggas come
Them niggas sprintin' them corners askin' where niggas from
So if you bang in the hood, better go get a gun
I lost too many homies to this bullshit
So I went and bought a chopper with the wood grip
All these unsolved murders got the hood lit
Shit was just all good, then they pulled this
Man, these young niggas trippin, tryna catch their first body
Hangin' out the window with that double barrel shottie
Caught them walkin' from the store, then the nigga head shottie
Boys in the hood, you wanna see a dead body
Nigga I don’t need no help, 'cause nigga I’m my own shooter
I could do it all by myself, 'cause I’m the driver and the shooter
I’m on one, trip and slide with two K’s and a Ruger
Bullets hit that boy in his back, had me screamin' Hallelujah
Run Ricky run, Ricky run, Ricky run
Run Ricky run, Ricky run, Ricky run
Run Ricky run, Ricky run, Ricky run
Run Ricky run, Ricky run, Ricky run
Run Ricky run, Ricky run, Ricky run (run Ricky)
Tryna take some' from me, nigga must be dumb (nigga)
I got a Glock in the trunk with a funky drum (rrah)
Don’t wanna be a dead body, boy you better run
Real street nigga, I don’t do this shit for fun (no)
Niggas talkin' cash shit, but livin' like a bum (bum)
Is you dumb, Mr. Maggic I’m the chosen one (nigga)
Niggas wanna be me, nigga I’m the only one (nigga)
Nigga where you been, I’ve been up out the way (money)
Trappin' and grindin', I’m tryna see a brighter day (ayy)
Nigga fuckin' with the gang, boy you outta place (place)
Nigga in my lane, a chopper knock him out the way
Nigga I don’t need no help, 'cause nigga I’m my own shooter
I could do it all by myself, 'cause I’m the driver and the shooter
I’m on one, trip and slide with two K’s and a Ruger
Bullets hit that boy in his back, had me screamin' Hallelujah
Run Ricky run, Ricky run, Ricky run
Run Ricky run, Ricky run, Ricky run
Run Ricky run, Ricky run, Ricky run
Run Ricky run, Ricky run, Ricky run
Run nigga run, they sayin' that nigga got a gun
I’m from the slums, where we playin' with the fuckin' drums
You pull it out, you better bust, nigga get it done
'Cause I’ll let you slump, thinkin' like a fuckin' sponge
Two shots got 'em singin' Hallelujah (Hallelujah)
Now fuck a Uber, I’m the driver and the shooter
It’s man down when I’m slidin' with my Ruger
These niggas is outta bounds, they be thuggin' on computers
I wake up early in the mornin', ready to pop shit (pop shit)
Hood love, a nigga keep the block lit (block lit)
Be on some catch a nigga slippin' on this block shit (block shit)
A nigga rolled down the window, empty out the Glock clip like…
Nigga I don’t need no help, 'cause I’m my own shooter
I could do it all by myself, 'cause I’m the driver and the shooter
I’m on one, trip and slide with two K’s and a Ruger
Bullets hit that boy in his back, had me screamin' Hallelujah
Run Ricky run, Ricky run, Ricky run
Run Ricky run, Ricky run, Ricky run
Run Ricky run, Ricky run, Ricky run
Run Ricky run, Ricky run, Ricky run
I thought killin' those fools would make me feel good
But really it didn’t make me feel anything
I just knew that I could kill somebody…