[Intro: Lil Gin]
Lil' Joe, see, you can run, but you can't hide
Back up came on the ground an on the skies
The guard then dropped some salt, now Joe got caught
In traffic, went through a crowd, surrounded by laws
[Verse 1: Lil Gin]
I'm hangin' on the curb with the Thunderbird, stangin' my chest
Hittin' that blunt of indo, ran off fresh with my Tommy set
Any wizzay, as I walk down the track with my dope in the matchbox
Glock closely to my dick, just in case I beat a trick
Police rollin' on them scooters, claimin' they watchin' my neighborhood
What they don't expect: a young nigga like me up to no good
Poppin' cars, makin' stangs, dickin' bitches with the M
Smackin' or makin' 'em fuckin' suck the liquor out Lil' Gin's nut
[Bridge: Lil Gin]
In a smooth getaway
It was a smooth getaway
It was a smooth getaway
It was a smooth getaway
[Verse 2: Lil Gin]
Mister treat a bitch bad, then I beat her to the floor
Once she call them folks, I'm out your door, where can I hide, ho?
In the fuckin' closet, damn, them roaches fallin' on my face
Motherfucker, juvenile, catch me, then you got a case
Mister treat a bitch bad, then I beat her to the floor
Once she call them folks, I'm out your door, where can I hide, ho?
In the fuckin' closet, damn, them roaches fallin' on my face
Motherfucker, juvenile, catch me, then you got a case