Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Run Game , by - Layzie Bone. Song from the album The Bone Collection, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 31.01.2009
Record label: X-Ray
Song language: English
Run Game |
| Run game to keep it straight gangsta |
| By my frames say fuck all these pranksters |
| We won’t stop until I hear «Thank ya» |
| Brought up in these city streets, I’m bringin them bangers nigga |
| Nigga I was born into this thug life, I didn’t chose it, I was chose |
| A lot of these rappers fakin and frontin, tellin lies like Pinocchio |
| Never had to tote the pistol, momma had the cleanest tissues |
| Band-aids for the boo-boos but where I’m from, is another issue |
| Down on the game or the game’ll get you |
| And you could stay broke, I’m a get richer |
| Gotta stay low or the bullets they hit ya |
| Nigga bad business’ll catch up with’cha |
| Split ya, get the picture mister, the game is about survival |
| Probably clutchin on my bible, now what are you willin to die fo'? |
| Are you liable for your actions? |
| Were you tryin to point your finger? |
| Blamin everybody but your damn self, well the fat lady’s singin |
| Now bring it raw, ain’t no mercy for me, America ain’t got no trophy for me |
| I ain’t even tryin to play that game cause the po-po just to thirsty for me |
| Rather go out in a blazin glory, you know my name and you heard the stories |
| Checkin for me cause I got game and these other niggaz is born, look at me |
| Scorin all the points like I’m T-Mac and A.I. |
| And look at these other players hatin, I’m the truth and can’t lie |
| We come to get live on, and ride on, like yup muh’fucker I got 5 on 'em |
| With my mind’s on it know my opponent, I warned you you don’t want it |
| See I see through what you don’t see, and I can pin it 20/20 |
| Niggaz they know I’m so for real like O.D.B., better gimme my money |
| 1's, 10's, 20's, 100's, nigga, if you owe me, run it |
| I’m a continue to stick you blunted, homicide won’t know who done it |
| Damn, that’s the way it is and that’s just how it’s gon' be |
| Keep yo' gang to yo’self homie, I represent no phonies — fuck 'em |
| Run some game ready, 'Zilla, known to drop heavy |
| Deadly, show you lil' somethin boy if you let me |
| Feel me, life is like a game of dice |
| You roll them right the first time, the same life can’t roll 'em twice |
| Grrr, I bite hard for mines |
| It’s a new track for the new jack, I’m a dog for mines |
| I’m in too deep, competition dead on the street |
| They head is weak, I know the odds hard to beat |
| But fuck that, my homies got a score to settle |
| With theyself, plus it’s still a lot of tea in the kettle |
| We refute the devil, you can’t fade the levels |
| And you can never ever, come test the rebels — grrrr |
| Got the burners |
| Man I’ll put y’all dig in the dirt when you fuckin with us or my niggaz |
| I’ll leave you stankin nigga, cause 16 round |
| Wanna be down with us but the fake niggaz can’t be found with us |
| So nigga, we mash when we roll, we got fo'-fo's on you hoes |
| You niggaz know the go and oh, me and my niggaz we gettin this dough |
| We said one million, two million, three million, fo' |
| Still movin up the ladder but we needed that mo', so here we go |
| We runnin game on you bitches, we got the fame and our riches |
| So niggaz aim and we picutre, we let them thangs come and get ya |
| We that swift, I ain’t gotta shoot ya dawg |
| Just to see your body fallin, here we go, to the morgue |