CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Runnin On Empty
I be feelin' like a nigga's woulda known them (that's real)
Already faded man the forty bottle need fluids
Do I want another bottle nigga don't tempt me
Come to think about it, nigga mama sayin' don't do it
Really got my f*ckin' loner
I don't wanna be here, round you bitches, can you bitches get up off my nerves, I'm just sayin' (that's real)
I be all up on muhf*ckas on super sayan (that's real)
Run up on a nigga for the rope then come play (yeah dat)
Better win
On a situation if you wanna voice
Gotta move I'm a motherf*cker, shit I break the house like I got a choice
I don't even got nowhere to go I gotta go and catch his ass
So he'll never run to me run the f*cker right into the mud and shit gotta make a lot of noise
And I ain't even got a lot of boys, to post up on the caption
Can I get a glass of water feelin' parched and that's droughtin'
Doubtin', myself, I don't got no help, I be on the shelf
Don't nobody want Brainsick Muzik they all like that poutin'
Everybody wanna get up in the booth and cry me a river
You speak your truth but my mind I deliver
Liquor
Got a motherf*cker feelin' way sicker
Then you, any given Sunday my fun days I zip up
Walk into the boulevard then get hit up (where you from)
The millimeter put a call you get dead up (where you from)
They can run away, I try to keep it duckin' for the plug
But I promise I be on bloods 'til more slugs 'fore you get up
Blow your shit up, if a nigga really took a shot at me
Diggin' all up in your brain, I mean I'm down for givin' bitches a lobotomy
And I ain't even trippin', nowadays it's really easy, catchin' niggas slippin' get another victim to get my McCarn and the homie acting like we hit the lottery
Watch you mean to tell my homie comin' down now everybody got a lead
They ain't even give a shit in movies all up in the f*ckin' Chuck E Cheese
Bustin' like a movie here come out the uzi and you wanna talk about some kinda peace?
You better get to duckin' when I get to buckin', bullets whizzin' through the streets
This shits real
Already faded man the forty bottle need fluids
Do I want another bottle nigga don't tempt me
Come to think about it, nigga mama sayin' don't do it
Really got my f*ckin' loner
I don't wanna be here, round you bitches, can you bitches get up off my nerves, I'm just sayin' (that's real)
I be all up on muhf*ckas on super sayan (that's real)
Run up on a nigga for the rope then come play (yeah dat)
Better win
On a situation if you wanna voice
Gotta move I'm a motherf*cker, shit I break the house like I got a choice
I don't even got nowhere to go I gotta go and catch his ass
So he'll never run to me run the f*cker right into the mud and shit gotta make a lot of noise
And I ain't even got a lot of boys, to post up on the caption
Can I get a glass of water feelin' parched and that's droughtin'
Doubtin', myself, I don't got no help, I be on the shelf
Don't nobody want Brainsick Muzik they all like that poutin'
Everybody wanna get up in the booth and cry me a river
You speak your truth but my mind I deliver
Liquor
Got a motherf*cker feelin' way sicker
Then you, any given Sunday my fun days I zip up
Walk into the boulevard then get hit up (where you from)
The millimeter put a call you get dead up (where you from)
They can run away, I try to keep it duckin' for the plug
But I promise I be on bloods 'til more slugs 'fore you get up
Blow your shit up, if a nigga really took a shot at me
Diggin' all up in your brain, I mean I'm down for givin' bitches a lobotomy
And I ain't even trippin', nowadays it's really easy, catchin' niggas slippin' get another victim to get my McCarn and the homie acting like we hit the lottery
Watch you mean to tell my homie comin' down now everybody got a lead
They ain't even give a shit in movies all up in the f*ckin' Chuck E Cheese
Bustin' like a movie here come out the uzi and you wanna talk about some kinda peace?
You better get to duckin' when I get to buckin', bullets whizzin' through the streets
This shits real
