Lyrics Run 'em - JL B.Hood , Joey Cool

I did that
I brought that back
When we're side by side
Together as brothers, can't nothing stop us, nothing
And to think I came back here to work for you?
Come on man, we brothers
And now you workin' for me, we be partners
Same ol' shit, run 'em

Yeah yeah

All we ever do is win
Run 'em buckets up again
Puttin' numbers on the boards
'Bout to run 'em out the gym
Shooters shootin' at the rim
Team player play to win
They don't want it man to man
'Bout to run 'em out the gym
Let me handle with the rock
Big man on the block
Three point with the shot
Stands lit when it drop
Stadium goin' insane
All that we do is win games
Shake a guard with a shim got
Juke him got his man out
They don't want us in the gyms
We don't make too many friends
We got gunners on the bench
Shut 'em down with the defense
Don't know a team that can touch us
We don't get mad we get buckets
You know the jumper is buttered
Get it off before the buzzer
Need a half time speech
You reach I teach
Split the D with the speed
Your whole squad look fatigued
Pick and roll we set the play up
Up and under with the lay-up
Pretty finish with the left
They gon' blame it on the ref
Not about to take a L
Workin' magic with the pail
Fast break from the steal
It's a highlight real
Underdog with the upset
Jump ball where your ups at
'Bout to run 'em out the gym
Boomin' hangin' on the rim
Lookin' down on my opposer
Put a player on a poster

You already know it's over
Run the clock up for the closure

All we ever do is win
All we ever do is win
Puttin' numbers on the boards
'Bout to run 'em out the gym
We run 'em out of the gym

We run 'em out of the gym
We run 'em out of the gym
We run 'em out of the gym

All we ever do is win
All we ever do is win
Puttin' numbers on the boards
'Bout to run 'em out the gym

We run 'em out of the gym
We run 'em out of the gym
We run 'em out of the gym
We run 'em out of the gym

Had to tell 'em we be straighten
I'm just here to get these buckets
Triple double like it's nothin'
The handle all got 'em stumblin'
I am A.I. wit the big 'fro
Keep a straight eye when I'm near it though
I be penetratin' all through the lanes
You a goose egg, this is errbody
Irvin' with the magic
I'm throwin' oats at the basket
It's lookin' somethin' like a funeral
It's 'bout to be a closed casket
We tryna win for the masses
I'm no look with the passes
Coolie baby with the ass-ist
You really talkin' 'bout practice
I hit Jay with the pick and roll
It's right back with the give and go
My whole life 'bout to finesse
Prolly hit 'em with a finger roll
I pro'lly throw it off the backboard
You win big when you attack more
If this is really what you asked for
Now you got her lookin' like, "What's that for?"
'Bout to run 'em out the gym
All we ever do is win
You say you goin' to the ship

First you gotta go through them
First you gotta go through them
So we may never meet again
So we gotta make you feel the pain now
We 'bout to run 'em out the gym

All we ever do is win
All we ever do is win

Puttin' numbers on the boards
'Bout to run 'em out the gym
We run 'em out of the gym
We run 'em out of the gym
We run 'em out of the gym
We run 'em out of the gym

All we ever do is win
All we ever do is win
Puttin' numbers on the boards
'Bout to run 'em out the gym
We run 'em out of the gym
We run 'em out of the gym
We run 'em out of the gym
We run 'em out of the gym