This is a song about "I be running through the city"

You hear those feet running?meaning the city scatters,cheekos rhymes

But you know women lieits like i sent my love with a text two times

Cause i fucked two cukoo prostitutes in the city!

Grow up broke on tha rope of insanity

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

Gonna explode the city, but only i will have the escaping path

The snitch on the block be running for his life

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live

My best friend armani lost her arm at the border

Sons and daughters wander through the slums for running water

Dre, pick 'em ,ah, pick'em, ill shut them all down

I be running around my town. till i run my town

The snitch on the block be running for his life

Living in a gangsta’s paradise

Stomp and stamp through your city like godzilla

I try to tell them i'm one of the