MGD - Running lyrics

[Chorus] Splacka splacka, splacka splacka, splacka splacka Shot him anyway, motherf**er I don't play They in the woods with clubs and candles understand G They in the woods with clubs and candles understand G I gotta move baby, baby gotta get the hell on I gotta move baby, baby gotta get the hell on Point it at the crowd and commence to splacking Point it at the crowd and commence to splacking I got a mission to six to hook up with some tricks Them hoes wanna help out a n***a on his spliff So I pull up at the hotel room with no guilt Thinking if I'm gone get away or if I'm gone get kilt But f** it, I gotta do it, my pockets kind of brown So I kick in the door and lay the motherf**er down Don't budge, don't breathe, don't even make the slightest noise If you do motherf**er, I'm putting a six to your boys Splacka splacka, splacka splacka, splacka splacka Shot him anyway, motherf**er I don't play yeah Tied up the motherf**er onto the chair Then have thoughts of k**ing him, just leaving him right there Some more n***as came in, I said f** it, lets fiend him Pop the n***a in the chair and then I ran with the caprice Now I'm on the run, straight up I gotta go Through the window and then I fell with the hoes [Chorus] Now I'm riding with these two hoes thinkin that I'm stuck Then they pull to the side and they ask for they cut Now ain't this a b**h, what the f** I'm gone do I got the gat from the back and I bust them hoes too Took them out in the field, headed to my n***as house I got blood into the seat, dippin to the south And I hope I don't run into College Park or East Point Couldn't pick up no wealth, but I got papers for a joint Then I ride east and made a right on Washington Road I caught a wicked a** thought and a light in my nose I'm thinking of these motherf**ers that used to be down with me They in the woods with clubs and candles understand G So I crept on in, and caught the n***as sleeping good What the f**, East Point controlling the hood I gotta get the hell on and make my escape But then leave the motherf**ers, got caught by the gate [x8] They in the woods with clubs and candles understand G At the apartments, I'm headed for the highway I got plenty faith in this sh**, it's going my way I was laid back, cooling, like I went to Missourch?? Outside were the boys of the n***as that I jacked there first I made a left, the hell on with a joint in my mouth I'm rolling fast as f**, towards 85 South Policed the other motherf**ers, then other motherf**ers Trying to take me down, but I refuse to hit the ground I gotta move baby, baby gotta get the hell on Before these motherf**ers try to take me up in the zone I got herbs and curbs everywhere, I should be bendin I got a feeling it's gonna be a f**ed up ending I got a flat, my chins broke with all these foes behind me Only thought in my mind was to get the nine G I got up out the car with the gat but have my back Point it at the crowd and commence to splackin [repeat until fade] Point it at the crowd and commence to splackin [x4] I gotta move baby, baby gotta get the hell on [x2] They in the woods with clubs and candles understand G [x4]