Run You Out The Game

Why you are still are talking lies
Don't they know I will ride
And make somebody slide
Be with it
Why you are still are talking lies
Don't they know I will ride
And make these busters hide
Be with it
We run the game run we run the game
Run the game game try to scandalize my name
We run the game run we run the game
Run the game game try to scandalize my name

We real niggas we ride chrome
We don't listen to the Jones
We give a damn whether
You like him or whether he pick up his phone
Smoking cigars on album covers
That nigga thinking he Capone
Who the hell is gassing him up
They got him sipping on Patron
(That was wrong) I mean petroleum
Roll with him wouldn't try
You'd step over to the side
And sit it down if you was wise
Dyke Jones just died
Chamillion what is your reply
Must of did like my door handles
And committed suicide (Is that right)
Messed up cause his thing
Used to be an anthem
But I only think you pussy
When I hear it like a tampon
He'll be working at the dam pond
Now I don't drive a Phantom
With the money I make off a this CD
I'll probably grab one
Damn tell me why you had to do that Cham
Cause I don't give a damn
How many shows he doing man
I bring beef outside the club
Like biggity boot that man
And that's 32 chambers less
Than the Wu-Tang Clan yep
Four festers two peoples you already know
Swishahouse ain't gotta screw
You cause you already slow
I wasted time chopping
Came up wit him at his show
And he was like I gotta go
I gotta go snitch on Magno
Don't step up to the throne
You know you need to back down
Mixtape Messiah 2
I'm ma give the streets your whole background
Funny looking rap clown
They gonna look at all your raps now
And say Dyke Jones
How hilarious does that sound
He took me off I ain't tripping different versions of the song
But that's cool Dyke Jones isn't gonna be tipping long
Cause he didn't call for back up
Too bad he didn't have his phone
That nigga didn't have to roam
That nigga shoulda stayed at home

Why you are still are talking lies
Don't they know I will ride
And make somebody slide
Be with it
Why you are still are talking lies
Don't they know I will ride
And make these busters hide
Be with it

See I'm sheriff around these parts and umm
In my neck of the woods we don't allow too many Dykes
Nope my trusty little musket right here says that uh
You got ten seconds to get outa Georgia
Or you gonna be dodging bullets
One three ten