100 Miles and Still Runnin' 1 - JayBeatz & Jaydigga3000

Hey, why do we call ourselves niggas for life? 'Cause if we die, we still gonna be some dead niggas Catch those motherfuckers, catch them, catch them Hey man, keep up, keep up, this way, come on man, hurry up You don't really think you're gonna get away, do you? We haven't spotted them yet But they're somewhere in the immediate vicinity Go, go, go, go! A 100 Miles and Runnin' MC Ren, I hold the gun and You want me to kill a motherfucker and it's done in Since I'm stereotyped to kill and destruct Is one of the main reasons, I don't give a fuck Chances are usually not good 'Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood And gettin' jacked by the you-know-who When in a black and white, the capacity is two We're not alone, we're three more brothers, I mean street-brothers Now wearin' my dyes, 'cause I'm not stupid, motherfuckers They're out to take our heads for what we said in the past Point-blank, they can kiss my black ass I didn't stutter when I said "Fuck Tha Police" 'Cause it's hard for a nigga to get peace Now it's broken and can't be fixed Cause police and little black niggers don't mix so Now I'm creepin' through the fall Runnin' like a team, well, see, I might have slayed y'all So for now pack the gun and Hold it in the air, 'cause MC Ren has a 100 miles of runnin' Into this news Four fugitives are on the run FBI sources tell us that the four are headed 100 miles to their home base, Compton Lend me a motherfuckin' ear So I can tell you why Runnin' with my brothers, headed for the home base With a steady pace on the face that just, we raced The road ahead goes on and on The shit is gettin' longer than the motherfuckin' marathon Runnin' on but never runnin' out (Stayin' wired) and if I get tired, I can still try out Hitchhikin', if that's what it gotta do But nobody's pickin' up a Nigga With Attitude Confused, yo, but Dre's a nigga with nothin' to lose One of the few who's been accused and abused Of the crime of poisonin' young minds But you don't know shit, 'til you been in my shoes And Dre is back from the C-P-T Droppin' some shit that's D-O-P-E So fuck the P-O-L-I-C-E! And any motherfucker that disagrees! Stuck and runnin' hard, hauling ass 'Cause I'm a nigga known for havin' a notorious past My mind was slick, my temper was too quick Now the FBI's all over my Got us tick and runnin' just to find the gun that started the clock That's when the E jumped off the startin' block A 100 Miles from home and, yo, it's a long stretch A little sprintin' motherfucker that they won't catch Yeah, back to Compton again Yo, it's either that or the Federal pen 'Cause niggas been runnin' since beginning of time Takin' a minute to tell you what's on my motherfuckin' mind Runnin' like I just don't care Compton's 50 miles but, yo, I'ma get there Archin' my back and on a straight rough Just like Carl Lewis, I'm ballin' the fuck out From city to city, I'm a menace as I pass by Rippin' up shit just so you can remember I'm a straight up nigga that's done in, gunnin' and comin' Straight at your ass, a 100 miles and runnin'! This one goes out to the four brothers from Compton You're almost there, but the FBI has a little message for you "Nowhere to run to, baby" "Nowhere to hide." Good luck brothers Runnin' like a nigga I hate to lose Show me on the news, but I hate to be abused I know it was a set-up, so now I'm gonna get up Even if the FBI wants me to shut up But I've got 10 000 niggas strong They got everybody singin' my "Fuck Tha Police" song And while they treat my group like dirt Their whole fuckin' family, is wearin' our T-shirts So I'ma run 'til I can't run no more 'Cause it's time for MC Ren to settle the score I got a urge to kick down doors At my grave like a slave, even if the Ren calls Clouds are dark and brothers are hidin' Dick-tricklin' at the sunny motherfucker's are ridin' Started with five and, yo, one couldn't take it So now there's four 'cause the fifth couldn't make it The number's even, now I'm leavin' We're never gettin' took by a bitch with a weave in Her and the troops are right behind me But they're so fuckin' stupid, they'll never find me One more mile to go, through the dark streets Runnin' like a motherfucker, on my own two feet But you know I never stumble or lag last I'm almost home, so I better haul ass Tearin' up everything in sight It's a little crazy motherfucker dodging the searchlight Now that chase, the shit, is done and Four motherfuckers goin' crazy, with a 100 miles of runnin'! Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop! Surprise, niggas!

KJ, what you got goin' on man? (let's go, let's go, yeah) Back of the Phantom to get me some h- Ain't got no purple? Then get me some red (yeah, woo) (Young Nick Papz, make it slap) N- know I back out every time the pack out, big boy straighten up offenders (what?) I was in the trap house chillin' with the M- out Gang-gang, me and my members (gang-gang) N-, we ain't totin' no sticks 'round here Just g- 'round here with extenders (big boy) N-, don't take no pics 'round here, everybody on parole, sh- sensitive (yeah) I got the check, fell in love with it I got the n-, for the hell of it Money, respect, get a Cullinan Come to the lil' block like an elephant I got the lil' G- with a drum in it (yeah) We the ones, they the ones crackin' Now forty-five-hundred my jacket, they say I'm too rich to be strappin', yeah, ooh (brr) Suicide doors on the Phantom, it look like you gettin' in backwards Double platinum, that's a double murder when we slide, I just put a hit on a rapper Sneak dissin', 'fore you know it, you talkin' to God And he tell you, "Get in the casket" (get over there) Stack the M's and spin all the odds, we takin' this sh- to the maximum, yeah Must be out of your mind, you think we ain't spinnin' for bro? (Gang) we spinnin' fo' sho' Had a switch on me, not a .38, dummy, boy, we be spinnin' for ghosts (gang) They put up for shows, we spinnin' the cribs and traps fo' sho', we spinnin' his shows And we took L's fo' sho', but in Chicago, they know we winnin' fo' sho' You do it for what? You better not say that you do it for D-, them n- be tucked That n-was f-, the moment he ran, and he knew he ain't duckin' His a- out of luck We do it for Von, we don't wait 'til it die down, we load, and we do it tomorrow We do it on feet, ask all the opps about us, and who say we shoot out the cars That Rolls better be bulletproof, lil' n-, you know we gon' shoot at them stars Them lil' b- ours, I told him to f- her and s- her And send her right back to the blogs Glock with a switch, two of those, and I ride through the city (we ride) And we thought a n- died, but he didn't (but he died) Two Glocks when you ride through Philly (let's get it) Tinted up if you dyin' in Philly (You know we slide to Philly) (Tinted up if you dyin' in Philly) (Tinted up if you dyin' in Philly) Baby-Baby, anythin' close to a dub And a youngin'll walk for a hundred, he damn near get caught Long as I send him the items, consider it bought I call the shots, I'm the boss I'm ridin' with the semi Two of them, I can't die in my city Do a shootin', it ain't gotta be pretty Catch him out, and we handle the business (gang-gang) I ain't gettin' in no n- business 30 million, my mind in the trenches still F- her good, make her n- not turn her on They got Brodie on camera, he comin' home Run it up from a scale to a microphone Treat Dior like a motherf- Nike store And you know he ain't that, why you hype him up? Any time we have smoke, it's just pipe me up Never know the outcome 'til you try your luck Get whatever you want when I'm tryna f- And we tellin' nobody, can't f- with us Put the four in the P with the f- F I should never bring the pain on my f- self Really need it if I ever ask for help I just know I'ma blow if it's life or death I made all them h- drink, never left I'm way higher, I'm up in my altitude I was broke, I woke up with an attitude Now you play with the kid, he embarrass you I jump right in the field with no parachute and one pair of shoes

오늘도 잠이 또 안 와 너의 생각이 날 괴롭혀 너의 흔적을 또 따라 이 밤을 또 지새우곤 해 인스타그램 속에 넌 너무 행복해 보여 난 혼자 이렇게 너를 기다리는데 자꾸만 눈물이 나 바보처럼 still loving you 너를 잊는 게 난 안되나 봐 비 오는 날에도, 바람이 불어도 너를 기다리고 있나 봐 라라라라라라 Baby, I'm still loving you 라라라라라라 Baby, I'm still loving you 아, 진짜 이게 뭐야? 나 너에게 허덕이고 꿈속까지 들어와 허락 없이 괴롭히고 우리 하나였을 때 남아있어 니 온기 향기 같은 별을 보고 내 무릎 베고 누울 때 아직 그 밤 끈을 놓지 못해 같이 굿밤 해 아침까지 난 아직 이렇게 너만 바라보는데 어쩌면 그렇게 쉽게 날 잊었니 자꾸만 한숨이 나 바보처럼 still loving you 너를 잊는 게 난 안되나 봐 비 오는 날에도, 바람이 불어도 너를 기다리고 있나 봐 제발, 내게 돌아와 줘 기다리면 와 줄 거니? 난 니가 필요해, 내가 너를 원해 내게로 돌아와 줘 라라라라라라 Baby, I'm still loving you 라라라라라라 Baby, I'm still loving you 추억 그거 아무 힘 없는 것 알아 나 왜 뭔데 붙잡고 있지? 텅 빈 방 안 혼자 있는 밤 역시 차다