Run Thru' Em Lyrics - Young Buck

Got Money 

If you got money put yo hood up 

If you don't owe nobody shit, put yo hood up 

If you buyin' your own bird, put yo hood up 

Whatchu' mean if you tryna' buy the hog 

credit card machines I could swipe a nigga card 

Ho get on your job 

you always in the club 

talkin' bout you ballin but we know you fucked up 

Ice on my neck got me lookin' at myself 

got me throwin' up my hood make you wanna two step 

and some 28 inches on a black lex truck 

a bad yellow bitch and we both X'd up 

in the club like... 

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Broke niggaz to the back 

Rich niggaz where you at? 

gimme that 

Ten Thousand dollar stack 

and i'm a Run right thru em 

(I gotta) Run right thru em 

(You know I) Run right thru em 

(I bet I) Run right thru em 

(yeahh) So clean 

from my shirt to my jeans 

I'm a dope boy, bitch 

what the fuck you mean? 

and i'm a Run right thru em 

(I gotta) Run right thru em 

(You know I) Run right thru em 

(I bet I) Run right thru em 

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I smell like money and I talk that shit 

gimme a couple birds 

I give you whats on my wrist 

I'm tryna' find a bitch and put some diamonds on her hand 

Her baby daddy cant, i just do it cuz i can 

Patron in my cup got me feelin fucked up 

got em all on my nuts cuz i got a million bucks 

you can't move it like I do 

I'm the man, who are you? 

See your money runnin out 

Bitch you damn near through 

I'm in the club like... 

Broke niggaz to the back 

Rich niggaz where you at? 

gimme that 

Ten Thousand dollar stack 

and i'm a Run right thru em 

(I gotta) Run right thru em 

(You know I) Run right thru em 

(I bet I) Run right thru em 

(yeahh) So clean 

from my shirt to my jeans 

I'm a dope boy bitch 

what the fuck you mean? 

and i'm a Run right thru em 

(I gotta) Run right thru em 

(You know I) Run right thru em 

(I bet I) Run right thru em 

Everybody know that I got it for the low 

aint fuckin wit those niggaz who aint got it no mo' 

see aint nothin old but a nigga' bank roll 

(I stay Fly-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-i) from my head to my toe 

The million dollar man, call me Ted DiBiase 

The tag on the 'rarri so dont ask me what it cost me 

toilet bowl seats cuz I know that I'm the shit 

keep some extra people make it rain in this bitch 

and this lil' blue pill got me throwin gang signs 

got me showin off my nine 

got me losin' my mind 

Go 'n' roll somethin' up 

I'm a hit it 'till its gone 

If ya' weed aint strong, then ya' money aint long. 

I'm in the club like... 

Broke niggaz to the back 

Rich niggaz where you at? 

gimme that 

Ten Thousand dollar stack 

and i'm a Run right thru em 

(I gotta) Run right thru em 

(You know I) Run right thru em 

(I bet I) Run right thru em 

(yeahh) So clean 

from my shirt to my jeans 

I'm a dope boy bitch 

what the fuck you mean? 

and i'm a Run right thru em 

(I gotta) Run right thru em 

(You know I) Run right thru em 

(I bet I) Run right thru em 

Broke niggaz to the back 

Rich niggaz where you at? 

gimme that 

Ten Thousand dollar stack 

and i'm a Run right thru em 

(I gotta) Run right thru em 

(You know I) Run right thru em 

(I bet I) Run right thru em 

(yeahh) So clean 

from my shirt to my jeans 

I'm a dope boy bitch 

what the fuck you mean? 

and i'm a Run right thru em 

(I gotta) Run right thru em 

(You know I) Run right thru em 

(I bet I) Run right thru em