Представляем точный текст композиции "Run" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Twista . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Run» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Twista передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Twista - "Run"
Lyrics to Run : (feat. Lo) Cmon, cmon, RUN [Hook 2xs - Lo] Vice pull up, what you gon do - RUN When blue and whites come, what you gon do - RUN If you cant get away then stash the gun Before you get popped off, have some fun [Lo] 9 times outta 10, you escape when you run But if you cant get away then toss the gun Youll be seein that county cell Youll be livin in county hell Niggaz in the bullpenll erase yo block Muthafuckin Ricans done stole yo car You wanna see this type of shit - NO You wanna go this type of place - NO All bullshit aside nigga jail aint fun Especially when you cant make yo bail and run Sittin in the D-A room talkin about appeal They aint tryin to hear that shit, be for real When you hear that youll be payin a lot Tryin to cop out boy '' hot Aint goin home cause you aint got bond Betcha next time youll remember to RUN [Hook 2xs] [Lo] Cops see the same old niggaz on the block Cops see the same niggaz in the same spot It aint they fault that you wasnt on point 26 hundred '' in the joint Mad at the nigga that had yo back Is he the same nigga that had the pack They knew every place that you hid the dough So you the muthafucka that wasnt on post Playin with them hoes all outta control Served too slow when PIGs in the hole If you knew you had a '' Why the fuck you act like ice and froze What was you thinkin when you sold that crown You coulda been bout three blocks down Hittin gates and gateways and all that Kept all the cash, the yay, and the gat Took you a break, woulda smoked you a blunt Came back out and shot back up Cmon, cmon, and RUN [Hook 2xs] [Twista] Leave the gateway open so I can dip through the back Smokin '' they got in a pack Tippin from all the hypes thats pullin up on bikes What the hell am I doin out here servin with two strikes Niggaz dont know Im trainin to be a track star (Whoop, Whoop - Errrrr!) Put yo hands on the car You must be one of them tight big niggaz thats old But Im from the bigger number with the rhythm and roll I hit blocks, dip cops Kept the knot, dropped the glock, ended up on Wilcox It dont even matter now cause I done throwed them rocks Went through a house that I dont know like I was Goldie Locks I broke a sweat Now Im smokin dro in a Lac Im throwin a pack Shit, I aint never goin back If I happen to go to jail, niggaz better tryin I make a getaway cleverly and never see time cause Ill RUN [Hook] [ Run Lyrics ]
Содержание трека помогает не только запомнить любимые строки, но и ощутить связь с Twista. Возможно, вы заметите, как лирика «Run» перекликается с вашим опытом, или найдёте ответы на давние вопросы. Эта страница создана для ценителей музыки: здесь вы сохраните текст для личного использования, поделитесь им с друзьями или используете в творчестве. Погружайтесь в мир слов композиции «Run» — каждая строчка здесь обретает новый смысл.