Run Run Run lyrics

by

Tim Dog


[Tim Dog ad lib]

f*ck you come in my face for talking about you wanna battle?
You really wanna battle mother f*cker?
How much money you got in your pocket n*gga?
Two hundred dollars?
That ain't enough n*gga
Get your rent money n*gga
Steal you mom's jewelry n*gga
Sell your car n*gga
Take your clothes off
Get naked right now n*gga
You wanna battle get free get naked
I'm a fifteen year mother f*cking veteran n*gga
Get naked right now n*gga
Spit your gun n*gga
Do it, do it n*gga
Spit your gun, spit, spit

[Chorus x2]

Run run run with your little gun
You can't do me
You can't do me none (Nah)
I kill mother f*ckers like you just for fun
So bust your gun n*gga
Bust your gun

[Verse 1]

Spit fire
But I warn you, you'll retire
I ain't Kanye West
I'll put your face through the wire
n*ggas f*cking with D.O
Me the C.O
Or P.O
A peon for thinking you could go against me son
I battle n*ggas like a Nissan that's got a Mach5
That's a jet plane engine
See don
I tell you, you can't f*ck with me son
All the sh*t 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

[Chorus]

Run run run with your little gun
You can't do me
You can't do me none
I kill mother f*ckers like you just for fun
So bust your gun n*gga
Bust your gun

[Verse 2]

I'm pragmatic when it comes to static
Put so many heads to bed n*ggas call me Mr. Craftmatic
(?)finger on the automatic
Listen to you cop a plea
Before I catch a plane
I'll let your f*cking brain have it
Come one n*gga or come all
p*ssed on n*ggas like (?)
Got big balls
You don't cause them small
Smoke so many n*ggas 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 f*ck I like
Give di*k to your b*tch every night
Get head when the pus*y ain't right
Mother f*ckers want to be Tim Dog
n*gga not tonight

[Chorus]

Run run run with your little gun
You can't do me
You can't do me none
I kill mother f*ckers like you just for fun
So bust your gun n*gga
Bust your gun

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