Yelawolf - I Run (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Slim Thug] Geyeah Slim Thugga Boss Hogg Outlawz, Jim Jonsin, ha Representin this Texas mayne Back [Hook: Yelawolf] I run, the streets all night and day (the hood love Thug) Cause I still run, the streets all night and day (If you tryin to find me) (I rep for my city, go hard for the hood) (Still posted on the block, what's good?) And I run, the streets all night and day (ha) I can't stay away [Verse 1: Slim Thug] They don't make too many n***as like me Bonifide hustler, certified G Still got that work if you got the right fee You thankin sh** fake? Well n***a come see It's bigger than the j**els, it's bigger than the cars It's bigger than the fact that we f**in rap stars The street n***as know me, these boys got my contacts Knowin any given minute I can come back I put a b**h on I-10 and tell her run dat Give her ten and tell her don't brang nuttin back I'm still in the hood, I can't leave the streets It's in my blood, I'm a thug 'til I be deceased [Hook] [Verse 2: Chamillionaire] Ya'll know what it is We runnin' the streets baby That's ya'll runnin' round Hollywood Tryin' to get in the bougie cups Paris Hilton walk past me And I didn't even know who she was Perez Hilton walk past too And I didn't even know him because I don't be with that gossip talk Got some dope but it ain't enough I ain't takin' no John Maccain Whatcha mean? won't take a loss? My record label didn't do her thang Before they had came I've been a boss Grenchys chicken papadoes Been skatin' on top of foos Know I'm stayin' on top of toes try to take it I'mma co*k and load gotta, gotta know bossyness Is my charcater self made grown man Like what the heck is a parent for I pledge alligence to the united banks of America Ain't nothin' funny about the money And ya'll lookin' histartical [Hook] [Verse 3: Z-Ro] Ya'll already know Z-Ro be runnin' the streets all day Back in Willowridge I wasn't in the cla**room 'Ro was in the hallway Now that I'm a grownup, blunts still get rolled up But I got the bank of america sewed up But I ain't talkin bout a hold-up And no I don't have a diploma But I'm still a home owner Signed to Rap-A-Lot Records But Z-Ro is his own owner I've got paper today But when I was broke I was on the corner From mo city but I be in every hood Except mo city Donanna Put on the radio And I hear Z-Ro done died again Same fake ones that cried last time They're cryin again I'm a C dog and I get love and repect From all my B dogs Cause the colder the New York city to Las Angleles Everyone know me dog [Hook]