Lyrics I Run - Slim Thug

G'yeah
Slim Thugga
Boss Hogg Outlawz, Jim Jonsin, huh
Representing this Texas, mayne
Back

I run the streets all night and day (the hood love Thug)
'Cause I still run the streets all night and day (if you trying to find me)
I rep for my city, go hard fo' the hood
Still posted on the block, what's good?
And I run the streets all night and day (huh)
I can't stay away

They don't make too many niggas like me (like me)
Bonafide hustler, certified G (yeah)
Still got that work if you got the right fee (huh)
You thinkin' shit fake? (Fake) well, nigga, come see (well, come see)

It's bigger than the jewels (jewels), it's bigger than the cars (cars)
It's bigger than the fact that we fuckin' rap stars
The street niggas know me (yeah), these boys got my contacts (got my contacts)
Knowin' any given minute I can come back (huh)

I put a bitch on I-10 and tell her run that (run that)
Give her ten and tell her don't brang nothin' back (back)
I'm still in the hood (hood), I can't leave the streets (uh-uh)
It's in my blood, I'm a thug 'til I be deceased

I run the streets all night and day (the hood love Thug)
'Cause I still run the streets all night and day (if you trying 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 (huh)
I can't stay away

It's hot on my block, somebody turn the fan on (huh)
I've been paid, I'm just tryna turn my mans on (g'yeah)
And get my bread strong, streets miss me when I'm gone
I put on for my city like Jeezy's song

Please believe me, homes, matter fact, check my stats
I ain't drop in three years, but I'm back (back)
Where the money at? (At) that's the first question (that's the first question)
You better pack a strap (huh), that's the first lesson (that's the first lesson)

Hard times got the whole United States stressin'
I'm writing a book, "How to Survive in a Recession" (g'yeah)
Mr. Obama, we so tired of sellin' crack
If you lookin' for me, ask the streets where I'm at

I run the streets all night and day (the hood love Thug)
'Cause I still run, the streets all night and day (if you trying 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 (huh)
I can't stay away

It's home sweet home where the D-boys roam
Moving stone for stone or zone for zone
All night, getting it on 'til six in the morn'
The shit I'm smokin' on, stronger than cologne (uh-huh)
You can prolly smell the smoke through your headphones (your headphones)
If you still broke, better get your bread long (better)
Call me on that burner 'cause them feds on my phone
And I'ma run the streets 'til I'm under my headstone

I run the streets all night and day (the hood love Thug)
'Cause I still run the streets all night and day (if you trying 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 (huh)
I can't stay away