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No Runnin To Ya Mama

"No Runnin To Ya Mama" Lyrics by Tech N9ne

[Intro]


Yeah, you must be throw’d


You gon’ make them thangs come up out that load


You ain’t built like that but you talk so cold


Yeah, we know


[Verse 1]


Hurts now, purps found cause a n**** squirt rounds


Acting like ya wore a purse on turf grounds


Like how his homies didn’t tell him to pull his skirt down


Now look at’cha


Loud mouth we found a round to match ya


Bound to smack ya, now the ground’ll catch ya


Cause you frowned at the hounds and you found disaster


He talking hella shady


How I get it on the daily


They jelly bout my gravy but they crazy cause they think I won’t be banging like the 80’s


Your homie was a movie


So we dot him with the tooly


Got his family sick and woozy


Giving him the finger, way of Rodney O and Joe Cooley


They hot around the collar


Cause I got a lot of shotters


So don’t nobody bother, if they try to then we stoppin’ they medulla oblongata


So be careful when you saucing


You could end up in the coffin


You better take precaution when you see real n***** crossing, shut the f*** up when we talking


If you get my killers heated


You’ll be curled up like a fetus


All them words, you’re gonna eat it


Every fist and all the feet is never ceasing when you pleaded


So I think you better comma


Or get lit up with the llama


KC all the way to Ghana, when you grown and start the drama, ain’t no running to yo mama, n****


[Hook] x2


No running to yo mama


When you caught up in the drama


No running to yo mama when you caught up in the drama cause you did nobody honor





[Verse 2]


We the boss players


In this, industry and not SEGA


n**** we are stop haters


We take ’em to the end and then it’s biva las begas


If you tripping, y’all nuts


Cause we sick and all bust


So get the m************ pineapple, the rum and the coconut and mix it all up


We coming from the ghetto


And we keep the heavy metal


So you suckers better settle cause we turn a wolf and devil to a woman in stilettos


Cause they didn’t really want it


They was only in the moment


Hella talking, never on it


Had they’re chance and now they blown it cause the king was their opponent


He bit the hand that fed him


Run you over if you let him


All the homies wanna get him, heard the words when he said them now I know that he regret them


Cause we be getting money


And he be looking b**my


So keep the coward from me, when you see me don’t be chummy


Muh’f****** dummy


I know you can’t stand me


But you know that we go hammy


Have you sleeping like a xanny, hit them with a super whammy when I cut them from the family


We in every nook and cranny


Hit you when you’re in your jammies, when you’re in your manny panties


See me and my brother Sammy, ain’t no yelling for your granny and no running to your mammy n****


[Hook] x2


No running to yo mama


When you caught up in the drama


No running to yo mama when you caught up in the drama cause you did nobody honor

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