Текст песни 50 Cent and Tony Yayo - I Run New York
50 Cent and Tony Yayo - I Run New York слова песни
[Intro: 50 Cent]Oh!!!!!!!! Please don`t play with the animal[Chorus: 50 Cent] (Tony Yayo)The walls have ears lil` nigga, I run New YorkEven when I ain`t there lil` nigga, I run New YorkI said the walls have ears lil` nigga, I hear when you talkLet`s get this shit clear lil` nigga, I run New York(Here we go now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)[Verse 1: 50 Cent]I wake up, stare at the ceilin, I`m alive, what a beautiful feelinI put my vest on, right after I put on my drawsIt`s a habit I`m always prepared for warSee my life`s like some shit you seen in a flickBitches act like porn stars when they sit on the dickWhen I was gettin out the game I said one more flickTest my aim in the range I`m like one more clipIt`s my brain I`m insane I be on some shitMan I run Interscope, Jada`s tryin to annoy meHe`s nothin but another disgruntled employeeBeen in the game ten years, and he still ain`t richEven his momma upset that he still ain`t shitBut he keep runnin his yap like I`m a take all thatOne more word out his mouth I`ll put Styles shit backSee the nozzle on my trey pound is three inches longAnd the kick on the four four`s is extremely strongWith a lil` trey deuce it`s like pop, popChase his ass up the block till his bitch ass dropAnd them verses he be kickin, none of `em hotCause he ain`t got none of that shit he sayin he gotAnd he ain`t did none of that shit he sayin he didAnd I ain`t got, time to be talkin bout this shit, fuckin faggot!!!![Chorus: 50 Cent]I gets busy lil` nigga, I run New YorkYeah I live in C.T. lil` nigga, but I run New YorkI don`t go to parties lil` nigga, but I run New YorkAnd I stay gettin cheese lil` nigga, cause I run New YorkYayo tell `em I run New York[Verse 2: Tony Yayo]My money longer than yours, nigga call your recruitsThe LOX made more money, in them damn shiny suitsThe game about sales, drugs and rappinJada fuck your punch lines, my shirt went platinumStyles and Sheek Louch, went double plasticYayo, Buck and Banks is puttin out classicsA hundred shots a hundred clips y`all ready to dieFat Joe ain`t a gangsta he scared to flyAutomatic Mossberg who want a piece of this pumpI`ll have Ja Rule buried, in some high heel pumpsVest up in the bulletproof man fuck thatHomie shoot up my whip all you leave is a scratchYo I flip cocaine in your project lobbyAnd beat you with my pistol like Kane did ChaunceyIt`s T.O.N.Y. Y.A.Y.OMy whole click got dough my hoes on the fly homeG4`s, we fly on leersAnd my rocks lookin like, flashlights in my ears nigga[Chorus: 50 Cent]When I`m in D.C. lil` nigga, I tell `em, I run New YorkWhen I`m out in Philly lil` homie, I run New YorkWhen I`m in V.A. I tell niggaz guess what I run New YorkWhen I`m in N.C. niggaz holla at me cause I run New YorkYayo tell `em I run New York[Outro: 50 Cent]Yo who the fuck told this lil` nigga he can talk to me like that?!!If I catch him I`ll bawl him up and roll him somewhere, ha ha ha ha!!!!Dee! Waah! wanna talk to me?! wanna tell me what`s goin on?You want me to service him for real cause I`ll service him! I`ll murder!!!!Ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!! Hey! Hey get Puffy on the phone!!!!Tell him I said, tell that nigga Puffy I said get out the mirror for a second let me talk to himPuffy own the nigga motherfuckin publishing!!!!Tell him I wanna buy the nigga Jadakiss publishing! nigga still ain`t recoup!!!Awww nigga you in the red, you owe money nigga!!!Awww man!!!! Now why you made me put your business in the streets!Now niggaz know you ain`t shit!!!! Damn!I see your monkey ass in the paper, cause you ain`t returned them jewels you borrowedYou better give them back! you dirty niggaAin`t none of that shit you be wearin yours!Ha ha ha!!! We could`ve kept it a secret niggaThese niggaz I`m supossed to beef with!?Awww man!!!! This fight is fixed, you`ve been set up!Ha ha ha!!! That`s what he `gon say they set me up manI ain`t know the nigga was gonna do thatHa ha ha ha ha!!!!!