On The Run Lyrics - 19 Naughty Nine: Nature's Fury - Naughty By Nature

[Treach] 

No crooked cops pass my pocket or my peoples cause they evil to my people 

Fuck procedure hope that ass can spell illegal search and seizure 

Banged before ain't forgettin go 'head start all your crap 

and get a boot from a lawsuit and a news conference at eleven 

Routine stops how often? Tri day before last week (word?) 

Always tryin to pull me over on these dark ass streets 

Gave the war two blocks, two middle fingers like my nigga 

Mr. Fuck-a-Cop Tupac so fuck them mug shots that you got 

My Boo stops for nathin, know that Bonnie and Clyde 

If that was then there'll be no Texas with you Tommy's inside 

Chasin cases got that badge and know you runnin the place 

But that ain't NAR' a fuckin reason to have them guns in my face 

And your attitude's, like you ain't no had no nookie (go jerk off) 

Shit, get your sights, get off that rookie shit 

Let's have some fun, one on one, bite the badge, drop the gun 

You did the same, thing we done, I got my niggaz on the run 

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I ain't the one! Fuck that! Get up, ah get up, no get down! 

We'll just be niggaz on the run 

I ain't the one! Fuck that! Get up, ah get up, no get down! 

We'll just be niggaz on the run 

I ain't the one! Fuck that! Get up, ah get up, no get down! 

We'll just be niggaz on the run 

I ain't the one! Fuck that! Get up, ah get up, no get down! 

We'll just be niggaz on the run, I ain't the one! 

[Vinnie] 

Hardcore on my block just because I'm black 

Cause I'm ghetto superstar you pull me out of my car 

Well motherfucker I'm not knowin what they put in yo' ear 

The only thing I'm transportin is my Naughty hear 

I don't sell coke no mo', but still I make fast dough 

by slangin records by the millions, what you question me fo'? 

Runnin my plates, registration, and insurance thus far 

L-X fo'-seventy's my COMPANY car 

So next time you think about, pullin over Uncle Vinnie 

I'ma call Dan Nolan, sue your whole fuckin city 

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[Treach] 

Let's have some fun, one on one, bite the badge, drop the gun 

You did the same, thing we done, I got my niggaz on the run 

I ain't the one! Fuck that! Get up, ah get up, no get down! 

We'll just be niggaz on the run 

I ain't the one! Fuck that! Get up, ah get up, no get down! 

We'll just be niggaz on the run 

I ain't the one! Fuck that! Get up, ah get up, no get down! 

We'll just be niggaz on the run 

I ain't the one! Fuck that! Get up, ah get up, no get down! 

We'll just be niggaz on the run, I ain't the one! 

So you won't, give the Illy nones 

Like I fucked your bitches, silly grudge 

Yeah protect and serve that ass, with a billy club 

Go the right way, to get rid of ya, political riddle ya 

Fuck with me I'll turn you to a traffic ticketer 

To put it plain I'm SICK of ya, cherry tops are pitiful 

Break bones and ligments, can't fix it, so dig shit 

To keep niggaz ig'nant, and in crap, like pig shit 

that's just a fragment, of what they invent, to bend shit 

Years were handed, for Joe, left by Judy with the booty crew 

but they blame the game Suzy with the snooty two (who?) 

The Blockout Thugs plus the hoochie crew, shit I keep my uzi too 

Who the fuck are you to tell a fool rules? 

I got somethin for those droppin a loss 

And somethin else for all you FAGGOTS pullin me out of my car 

Let's have some fun, one on one, bite the badge, drop the gun 

You did the same, thing we done, I got my niggaz on the run 

I ain't the one! Fuck that! Get up, ah get up, no get down! 

We'll just be niggaz on the run 

I ain't the one! Fuck that! Get up, ah get up, no get down! 

We'll just be niggaz on the run 

I ain't the one! Fuck that! Get up, ah get up, no get down! 

We'll just be niggaz on the run 

I ain't the one! Fuck that! Get up, ah get up, no get down! 

We'll just be niggaz on the run, I ain't the one!