Runnin’ The Game (Ft. Dion Jenkins & Tony Yayo)

[Chorus: Dion Jenkins]
Got to live for today 'cause tomorrow ain't promised to me
Don't just want a piece I want my whole destiny
(If you got it) I'm gon' take it
(If you're in it) you're coming with me
(Bench warmers) get no playing time
(No sleeping) 'til I cross the line, I'm running

[Verse 1: The Game]
With 99 miles left, on the Avis rental car
Blowing horns like Miles Davis
At the pearly gates, God let me in
Give me a room by Aaliyah's with ESPN
I know I got more sins than two lesbians
Been back and forth across the border like Mexicans
But (I'm running) like New York pedestrians
Trying not to scuff my Nike Air checks again
It's funny how niggas be the best of friends
And fall out over pussy and wanna dead they man
One of my niggas in the grave the other one in the pen
She fucking my enemies inside my homeboy's Benz
Now she begging God's mercy 'cause she ain't listen to Nas
And never heard about Ike with the Iverson jersey
He got a cousin named Jason that rock the Gary Payton
Now the same trifling bitch is a HIV patient, true story