[Hook]
Run DMC, Run DMC
If I'm riding low-key I got that D on me
And n***a we don't care
Cause n***a life ain't fair
They go for 30 a piece
We sell them hoes by the pair
(Snow! Snow! Snow!)
[Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs]
Stay on the creep
So how you gonna stick up the stick-up man?
.357 to the teeth, b**h, I hope you picked up a dental plan
Got that ocho cinco, 8-5 for 250 grams
Drove that heron straight from New York in my n***a's minivan
Excuse me Mr. Officer, I've been thinking about popping ya
So you better not search this car
I'm so hot I'm off the thermometer
f** a threat, I promise ya
I won't go back to jail
Seem like every time a n***a try to make a sale
These b**hes go back and tell
This sh** is fresh off the scale
White b**h, them bricks in the M3
When I'm done breaking down this dope
I'mma beat that sh** like an MP
They wanna murk me for $10G
That sh** don't offend me
n***a I had stripes before this rap sh**
I run D and I MC
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Young Jeezy]
I don't even use the door, I just pull in the garage
Tony Montana sh**, look like a mirage
Put the yay on the counter, bout to give it a ma**age
I whip them b**hes two at a time - yeah, a menage
Car full of bags, lookin like I've been shopping
Vic across the street, I think that motherf**er's watching
Oh well! Gotta eat - it's where I cook at
It's a cooking channel - give a n***a something to look at
If I'm riding all day, this what my neighbors just told me
6-8 for the nine, b**h my neighbors might owe me
Riding so dirty made the bird take a bath
But when it dried off it was a bird and a half
[Hook]