Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Run Run Run, artist - Tim Dog. Album song Greatest Hits, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 02.02.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Rap Legend
Song language: English
Run Run Run |
| Fuck you come in my face for talking about you wanna battle? |
| You really wanna battle mother fucker? |
| How much money you got in your pocket nigga? |
| Two hundred dollars? |
| That ain’t enough nigga |
| Get your rent money nigga |
| Steal you mom’s jewelry nigga |
| Sell your car nigga |
| Take your clothes off |
| Get naked right now nigga |
| You wanna battle get free get naked |
| I’m a fifteen year mother fucking veteran nigga |
| Get naked right now nigga |
| Spit your gun nigga |
| Do it, do it nigga |
| Spit your gun, spit, spit |
| Run run run with your little gun |
| You can’t do me |
| You can’t do me none (Nah) |
| I kill mother fuckers like you just for fun |
| So bust your gun nigga |
| Bust your gun |
| Spit fire |
| But I warn you, you’ll retire |
| I ain’t Kanye West |
| I’ll put your face through the wire |
| Niggas fucking with D. O |
| Me the C. O |
| Or P. O |
| A peon for thinking you could go against me son |
| I battle niggas like a Nissan that’s got a Mach5 |
| That’s a jet plane engine |
| See don |
| I tell you, you can’t fuck with me son |
| All the shit that I had mentioned |
| I’m well beyond your comprehension |
| Oh now you feel the tension and you wanna flow |
| Well, that was my baby verse |
| So let yours go |
| Run run run with your little gun |
| You can’t do me |
| You can’t do me none |
| I kill mother fuckers like you just for fun |
| So bust your gun nigga |
| Bust your gun |
| I’m pragmatic when it comes to static |
| Put so many heads to bed niggas call me Mr. Craftmatic |
| (?)finger on the automatic |
| Listen to you cop a plea |
| Before I catch a plane |
| I’ll let your fucking brain have it |
| Come one nigga or come all |
| Pissed on niggas like (?) |
| Got big balls |
| You don’t cause them small |
| Smoke so many niggas they claim me mental |
| Jump on the mic and scream out «Yes y’all!» |
| Ready to bless y’all |
| Ready to test y’all |
| Aim for the face no need for a vest y’all |
| I must confess to the crime |
| Yo, give me life |
| Cause I murder MC’s on the mic |
| Do what the fuck I like |
| Give dick to your bitch every night |
| Get head when the pussy ain’t right |
| Mother fuckers want to be Tim Dog |
| Nigga not tonight |
| Run run run with your little gun |
| You can’t do me |
| You can’t do me none |
| I kill mother fuckers like you just for fun |
| So bust your gun nigga |
| Bust your gun |