This is a song about "Redman we run ny"

Now we fight never run away

Struggling first class, headed for the runway

When they cops come they fuckin run

See, i'm second to no one

I want in my life i can't run

Riding around without a fuck given

Think fast, fast women

Don't even try to run,

That's the way, you can move it baby

You the type to run your mouth then run from me

Fly as shit for no goddamn reason

Bitch leme hit that home run

Getting head counting bread, at the same down time

This ny girl will have you whine n' resign

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat

Run with ill cats, and we we kill that, with heat like shaq attack,