Letras:
Heartless Bastards Runnin

they often do Broke the calm, strain my back I was born, driving by fear And I don't think I'll ever understand But I know I'll be runnin for years I

up my B.I.G. and let it bump in the Porsche Tell 'em to roll red carpet when he come in New York Hip-hop police on me think they runnin New York Till

He's not from Cash Money but man he's fresh Ever since I was a baby I was about them millions All about my paper like my name was Slim Williams We kill

turn up my B.I.G. and let it bump in the Porsche Tell 'em to roll red carpet when he come in New York Hip-hop police on me think they runnin New York

turn up my B.I.G. and let it bump in the Porsche Tell 'em to roll red carpet when he come in New York Hip-hop police on me think they runnin New York