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Текст песни Clinton Sparks f P. Diddy, Miri Ben-Ari - Run This City

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* Miri Ben-Ari plays violin - no vocal performance[P. Diddy]Hehe, c`monAs we proceed, to give you what you needMuh`fuckers - I like this right here c`monHit itBad Boy, we here nowWe still ain`t gon` stop, c`mon[Verse One: P. Diddy]Why do cats wanna hate on a boss, straight to AzorDo petty shit that a coward`ll doCop little toys like I should be proud of youI got 2, one platinum one powder blueCop cars while you still rentinTell time from the Chapard{?}, Frank Mueller{?} or Million Mill ClintonsPlatinum Presidential, to keep it simpleHalf of y`all couldn`t get into what I get intoI know niggaz pressed to stick me, that`s why I pack glocksthat hold shots, nuttin less than 50Niggaz try they best to get me, I see you in the rearviewswitchin lanes tryin to get on same exits with meTryin to peep where I live at, where I sleepWhere my kids at, don`t do thatI have fools with tools, where your kids go to school atWhere you break food, where you think everything cool atWhere you niggaz get bricks at, take shits atCount cash, take baths, fuck your bitch atWho you niggaz tryin to stick up? I have lions with ironsto pick up, your bitch, when she pick her wig upI know niggaz wanna see me shot, lean to the leftIn the drop, holdin my chest, wheezin for breathCan`t see me goin out on no meaningless deathY`all wanna stick me let me see if y`all can get me now[Chorus 2X - scratches]"I run this city" "who else but me" "the boss""Trust me" - "I`m a Bad Boy!""You you you rockin with the best""Don`t worry if I write rhymes, I write checks"[Verse Two: P. Diddy]FUCK Y`ALL just don`t wanna see me flyYOU KILLED B.I.G., y`all niggaz seen me cryThat ain`t enough? Y`all wanna see me die?What man say P.D. scared, he liedHate on me, cause I got the keys to the cityYou wanna see me get Notorious without BiggieSee me without The L.O.X., say I ain`t jiggySee me without Ma$e, say I ain`t prettyWanna dress in all black, ride what`s mine?Take my shine? Hate on the ball, straight `til it`s all?Mad cause I got the total package and moreFaith in my shit, y`all keep hatin my shitI`ma keep hittin y`all, in the face with these hitsI got the real Queen Bee, don`t fuck with my bitchAnd I gave y`all the blueprints on how to ballBut you niggaz still pray for my downfall[Chorus][Verse Three: P. Diddy]FUCK Y`ALL cause I`m bad and the boy get papersIs it the looks, the wheels, the skills, the flavor?House on the hill, hundred acres, no neighborsYou can`t hate this 90`s Lee MajorsI`m top pedigree, I show you what cheddar beAuto-trey nigga as y`all DuPont registryGear I wear for whatever the weather beGators, the flavors, the colors my leathers beYou smile in my face but behind my back gossipPlot shit, wanna get me shot to the nogginHave Justin cryin, who got my pop hit?Lyin, tryin to tie me to that B.I.G. and `Pac shitI can`t, don`t, and won`t stopAnd y`all, can`t, so don`t popI told y`all I got thugs on the payrollGotta lay low and get up in the anal[Chorus]

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