Diabolic Run Ya Pockets

Tekst piosenki

[Verse 1:]

Yo as a kid on the school bus I made a few bucks
Stickin’ my classmates with a sharpened tooth brush
Then I grew up, saw your watch was nice
Got lots of ice, then you on the wrong block tonight
No cops in sight, and I can aim a Glock precise
I’d just rather rob your wife with a pocket knife
On the block late, so if you got papes or cop weight
Clearly I’mma stick you like Scotch tape
I’m upstate now ?? on a greyhound
With eight pounds of dro that I stole on the way down
I’m quick to hi-jack your best five tracks
Base line, kick snare, sampling high hat
The plot thickens when you’re 23 shoplifting
The clock’s ticking and those last six shots kick in
In a shit box whipping, ’till I see a nice range
Cause I swipe you from the right lane soon as the light change

Chorus:

Run ya pockets, hand over your cash
Make it fast or I’mma have to whoop your ass
Run ya pockets, when I’m on your block
I’mma take what you got whether you like it or not
Run ya pockets, you a rapper with dough
I’mma catch you after your show, grab it and go
Run ya pockets, I got a daughter to feed
So best believe what you got is more than I need

[Verse 2:]

Yo it’s lightning, I’m the kid at the bar you might see
Stealing tips to buy Long Island ice-tea
Broke and sheisty, snatching your Rolex
While you alone on your way back from the Co-Check