L-BURNA AKA LAYZIE BONE - Run Game lyrics

rate me

What you a gangsta?

You fuckin pranksters (yeah)

L-Burna (L-Burna)

Deuce-double-oh-fo'

Mo Thugs forever baby (that's right)

St. Clair, Cleveland, Ohio (nigga)

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