Run Game ft. Lil Rez & Doctor J Lyrics

We Global Now

See this hoe trying to run game on me

But I ain't one of them guys

Next nigga try to run down on me

Ima send his ass to God

I been buying all my guns with scopes

Its starting to feel like C.O.D

Li1 thats gang we gone up the score

Rez hanging out the dodge

We got on a chase

But we got away put the car in the garage

Say she wanna lay(up) I just want her face

And I ain't saying sorry

Glock stay on my hip

It match this drip yea ion need no stylist

Ion ever trip we'll get him flipped

His momma nem gone be hollering

His momma nem gone be hollering bout that stick

Yo main hoe gurgling my dick

It don't take nun to get you spint

These niggas cappin call em lids

Niggas scared keep calling 12

These niggas hoes

These niggas feds

Fightin depression I keep taking meds

Just give me the head don't open yo legs nah

Oh yea yo bitch was jugging bad some like a basket ball

But after all she seen me with all this money

You play with YC I start stomping BLOWW

Hit the switch this bitch dumping

Fox 5 live this shit get ugly

Don't play with my guys get put in Russian Creame

I fuck with Lil Rae and DG deep them boys show love to me

This hoe keep actin like the reason that she lit not cause of me

Slide on beats and slide on streets that's normally what I'm doing

You want smoke then hoe get to it

Li1 giving burner fluids

Pussy

Nigga

Try ya die

I got a big ass stick on me right now this bitch gone leave you on the ground

I had a dream the other day my bro had snaked me how that sound

Fuck em

Bro dropping so many rounds go duck em

Bro tried to cross me we came from the struggle its fake

I been trying to get out the streets but I just can't escape

Slide on yo block start skating

It be cops that watch my page

It be opps that watch my page

His main bro died heart full of rage

I done seen this shit so many times I'm not new to the game

See this hoe trying to run game on me

But I ain't one of them guys

Next nigga try to run down on me

Ima send his ass to God

I been buying all my guns with scopes

Its starting to feel like C.O.D

Li1 thats gang we gone up the score

Rez hanging out the dodge

We got on a chase

But we got away put the car in the garage

Say she wanna lay(up) I just want her face

And I ain't saying sorry

Glock stay on my hip

It match this drip yea ion need no stylist

Ion ever trip we'll get him flipped

His momma nem gone be hollering