Jeezy - Run DMC lyrics

[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]