You Don`T Wanna Run Up
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You don't wanna run up (Come on, get it, ya)
You don't wanna run up (Come on, get it, ya)
Yeah, you won't come up
You don't wanna run up (Come on, get it, ya)
You don't wanna run up (Come on, get it, ya)
Fool, you won't come up
You don't wanna run up, you know what's happenin'
Rodney O can do more than just rappin'
I drop a bomb on your jaw like Forman
Take you on one on one like Jordan
Step back and say "Man, what you thought?"
Smoke you like a cigarette and not get caught
Now you know that I don't play
I beat you down like a Crip from L.A
So you don't wanna run up, you get done up
Beat you down from night until sun up
'Cause I'm gettin' fed up, we can go head up
Rodney O's on the mic, I won't let up
You don't wanna run up 'cause you're quite scared
Joe Cooley, the DJ's nightmare
Comin' off straight loc'd and crazy
'Cause I know you DJ's can't fade me
Joe Cooley's on the mic for the first time
Straight doggin' and hoggin' and gettin' mine
These hands, I can use 'em like a.410
Why don't you run up? And let me check that chin
With the grin puttin' doohickeys on your head
Flex the dogs and the suckers start runnin' scared
When I grab the mic, you better shut up
Like I said, nigga, you don't wanna run up
You don't wanna run up (Come on, get it, ya)
Haha, yeah
You don't wanna run up (Come on, get it, ya)
Yeah, you get done up
You don't wanna run up (Come on, get it, ya)
You don't wanna run up (Come on, get it, ya)
Fool, you get done up
You don't wanna run up, you get done up
Beat down from sundown 'til sun up
So what up? Step up if you wanna get waxed
'Cause I'm puttin' motherfuckers on they back
Take my advice and don't step to the General
'Cause when it's on, that nigga's invisible
It don't matter if the odds are in your favor
You better fear that Mafioso type behavior
I don't wanna say what I might do
'Cause my next victim might be you
You're talkin' trash and you don't wanna shut up
Yeah, but you don't wanna run up
You don't wanna run up, I put my gun up
In your face, fool, so what you wanna do, fool?
Good to go, Rodney O will start waxin' ya
And like a psycho, I'll keep comin' after ya
I'm not showin' no shame or mercy
Killin' rhymes and suckers in the first degree
So hit the deck, chump, as if I was robbin' ya
So don't run up on the Hip Hop Mafia
Can you cope with the dopeness I'm throwin' to ya?
What you thought, fool? We got the formula
So don't run up, y'all, the new anthem
Rodney O droppin' fools at random
How did you figure that you could pull the trigger
On a six-foot-fo' nigga bigger than you?
So what you wanna do?
General Jeff ain't a punk and won't be punked
Breakin' niggas down to the size of a tree stump
Don't creep up tryin' to do a bum rush
'Cause I'll show you the meanin' of a bone crush (Uh)
Stomp your ass like a grape
And with the quickness, I won't hesitate
To smoke your crew like a barbecue pit
You don't wanna run up, so sit back
And watch daddy rip up the track
The Hip Hop Mafia's takin' over rap