Spice 1 Doncha Runaway Lyrics

(Verse 1):
Now don't you run away from my Glock
You can't dodge 17 m____fuckin' shots
Could somebody pass me a clip and a trigger
Walk across the party pistol whip a n____
Shiiit,
I'm comin' up at 'em with the .9's the Glocks and Macs
And they'll never breathe again like Toni Braxton
Cause I don't see nothing wrooong with a little b__mper jack
So say "what up?" to the 1-8-7 FAC
Nappy head a__ m____fuckas wearin' plats
Kickin' back like a m____fucka slangin' sacks
Ready to peel a n____ cap if they got the nap
So if you're funkin' with the FAC
Better to stay strapped
Cause we'll be comin' up at your back with the black Gat
n____, and you be feelin' kinda f___ed up
When your homie drop, it's simple
You can't run away from my Glock

(Chorus): 2x
Doncha runaway
From my Nine
There's no place to hide
I'm gonna get you by and by

(Verse 2):
Spiggedy One kickin' dat a__ with some lay back s___
The trigga-happy n____, I figure
n____s won't wanna step to me
If they know I'll be bustin' caps
I roll straps n____s take naps
Cause I don't be f___in' around
When it comes to bustin' that steel
I'm too real, n____s feeel me
When I kick this gangsta a__ s___ that you never heard
But f___ what you heard
I smokes n____s like Herb
Put your a__ smooth on ice
So n____ don't be 2 proud to beg
For your m____fuckin' life
Cause Nine Cali'll make 'em stutter
Make 'em drop, n____
You can't run away from my Glock

(Chorus): 2x

(Verse 3):
Comin' like the Lench Mobb swingin' on a vine
Yellin' out peace to my m____fuckin' Nine
Pullin' my cap back ready to serve they a__
Givin' a f___ about what the next n____ done up in the past
n____, I like to let a n____ have a b_____ body
Don't think I'm bad, no boxin' no karate
Just a big fat Gat for them suckas
I ain't scared of you m____fuckas
Shiiit, and n____ that's how it be
"Rollin' with my m____fuckin' strap on the side of me"
So don't come at me with that s___
'Bout you gon gaffle me up
I c___ your cranium like the m____fuckin' Snapple and cut n____
So keep your hand on your pistol grip
Bullets whistlin' and s___
Feel like a f___in' missle when you hit
And I advice you to stay on alert
Cause if you funkin' with my n____s
You gon put in some work, n____

(Chorus): 2x

(Outro):
Yeah n____
You knew you couldn't f___ wid this G
Would you wanna step to me
Fo, hoe, haha
Spiggedy One whippin' on that a__
Ant Banks in the m____fuckin' house
My n____ Omar
That n____ knocked out m____fucka drunk and s___
This n____ Jamar lay down the m____fuckin' studio
Drunk than m____fucka
You know what I'm sayin'
But you know one thing
Everybody in this m____fucka's strapped
You know what I'm sayin'
And nobody comin' up short
So don't try to run away from my Glock
Can't dodge 17 m____fuckin' shots
1-8-7 thousand G