Lyrics Run This Way - Jesse B Dawg , Dikulz

Aye re-arrange that face 'for you look at me
Yeah talkin' to you aye (huh)

Who you lookin' at
With that crazy eye
Maybee I'll get nuts
If you make me I

Put you right inside the Ford
Put the metal to the floor
Put your head outside the door
Doin' eighty five

For the funk I will make the drive
Punk you don't wanna wake
The demon that I slay inside
I'm a take em for surprise
'For I kill em tho I'm a make a video
Hit Facebook then take your life

So the world get to see your demise
I told you don't challenge me guy
Cuz now i'm alive just gatherin' ends
You dead just gatherin' flies

Yeah I put that on the brain
People woofin' on the internet

Never couldn't get the same
I tell em all Run This Way
100 will run that fade

If you talk the walk
But never walk the talk
And end up doin' more
Bitchin' than bitches do

Aye aye aye
Runt This Way
One funk thing
Come this way

Yeah I lost my cool
I'm finna pop a knot
They poon and ill run up on em
That'll give you proof

I tell em all Run This Way
One funk thing come this way

Uh yeah
Everybody always tryna look at me like
They got a motherfuckin' problem
So i pop it off raw then their jaw hit the floor
Like a mothafucka just tried rob em
I smoke wack emcees by the swisher pack
So when y'all rappin' like that
I'm liable to turn that ass into ash
And leaven ya gaspin' for air like asthma attack

I ain't down with that pussy shit
I fuck wit around wit them hounds
And the brainsick
I been made sick since my first breathe
Resurectin' my pets on the front steps

Mamma told me phonies
Will shit their chonies
When their in the presence
Of a real ass homie

So I been down since day one
Fuck around catch a fade son

If you talk the walk
But never walk the talk
And end up doin' more
Bitchin' than bitches do

Aye aye aye
Runt This Way
One funk thing
Come this way

Yeah I lost my cool
I'm finna pop a knot
They poon and ill run up on em
That'll give you proof

I tell em all Run This Way
One funk thing come this way

Gangster rap made me do it
I'm a product of narcotics and amazing music

It made me ruthless
It made me sick
It made me grow up
And do some gangster shit

Fuck em when they woof
That's some bullshit dawg
Little drama queens
Tryna pop it off

They ain't rocked the soft
Or got a block that hot
But they on the internet
Tryna flex a Glock

Silly shit get you killed really quick
You better watch what you say before you sink the ship

I'm that ass that'll stab your raft
Exposin' the fakes and the snakes in the grass

Ill gas that ass and then light the match
I recite murder music that I write on hash
Most the shit I been hearin' is trash
That's why i'm 26 and still tryna rap

(Aye)

If you talk the walk
But never walk the talk
And end up doin' more
Bitchin' than bitches do

Aye aye aye
Runt This Way
One funk thing
Come this way

Yeah I lost my cool
I'm finna pop a knot
They poon and ill run up on em
That'll give you proof

I tell em all Run This Way
One funk thing come this way