Paroles de I Run New York
50 Cent
Oh, please don't play wit the animal
[50 Cent]
The walls have ears lil' nigga, I run New York,
Even when I ain't there lil' nigga, I run New York,
I said the walls have ears lil' nigga, I hear when you talk,
Let's get this shit clear lil' nigga, I run New York
[50 Cent]
I wake up, stare at the ceilin',
I'm alive, what a beautiful feelin',
I put my vest on right after I put on my drawers,
It's a habit I'm always prepared for war,
See my life's like some shit, you seen in a flick,
Bitches act like pornstars when they sit on a dick,
When I was hit and out the game I said "one more flick",
Test my aim in the range I'm like "one more clip",
It's my brain, I'm insane, I be on some shit,
Man I run Interscope, Jada's tryna annoy me,
Nuthin' but another disgruntled employee,
Been in the game 10 years and he still ain't rich,
Even his mama upset that he still ain't shit,
And he keep runnin his yap, like I'ma take all that,
One more word out his mouth I'll push Style's shit back,
See the nozzle on my tre pound is three inches long,
And the trigger on the fo' fo's extremly strong,
With a little tre deuce, it's like pop, pop,
Chase his ass up the block til his bitch ass drop,
And the verses he be kickin' none of 'em hot,
Cos he ain't got none of that shit he says he got,
And he ain't did none of that shit he said that he did,
And I ain't got time to be talkin 'bout this shit, (fuckin' faggot)
[50 Cent]
I gets busy lil' nigga, I run New York,
Yeah I live in CT lil' nigga, but I run New York,
I don't go to parties lil' nigga, but I run New York,
And I stay gettin g's lil' nigga, cos I run New York
(Yayo, tell 'em I run New York)
[Tony Yayo]
My gun is longer than yours, nigga, call your recruits,
The Lox made more money in them damn shiny suits,
The game about sells, drugs and rappin,
Jada fuck your punchlines, my cerp went platinum,
Style's and Sheek Louch went double plastic,
Yayo, Buck and Banks is puttin out classics,
A hundred shots, a hundred clips, y'all ready to die,
Fat Joe ain't a gangsta, he scared to fly,
Automatic mossberg, who want a piece of this pump,
I'll have Ja Rule buried in some high heel pumps,
Teks stuffed in a bullet-proof, man fuck that,
Homie, shoot up my whip, all you leave is a scratch,
Yo, I flip cocaine, in your project lobby,
And beat you wit my pistol like Kane did Chauncey,
It's T.O.N.Y.Y.A.Y.O.,
My whole clique got dough, my Os on the fly hole,
C4s, we fly on lairs,
And my rocks lookin like, flashlights in my ears nigga,
[50 Cent]
When I'm down in DC lil' nigga, I tell 'em, I run New York,
When I'm out in Philly lil' homie, I run New York,
When I'm in VA I tell niggaz guess what, I run New York,
When I'm in NC niggaz holla at me, cos I run New York,
(Yayo tell 'em I run New York)
[50 Cent talking]
Yo who the fuck tol' this lil' nigga he could talk to me like that? Catch him, roll him up and throw 'em somewhere, D.Y. wanna talk to me, wanna tell
Me what's goin on. Want me to serve him somethin' for real, cos I'll serve, I murder eh, eh 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 him. Puffy own the nigga muthafuckin publishin', tell him I wanna buy the nigga Jadakiss publishin'. Nigga
Still ain't a recruit. Ah, nigga, you in da red. You owe money nigga, aw man, now why you make me put yo' business in da street. Now niggaz know you ain't
Shit, damn! I see yo' monkey ass in da paper, cos you ain't returnin them jewels you borrowed, you better give 'em back, you dirty nigga. Ain't none of that
Shit you be wearin yours. We coulda kept this secret, nigga. These the niggaz I'm supposed to beef wit. Aw man, this fight is fixed, you been set
Up, that's what he gonna say, "they set me up, man, I ain't know niggaz was gon do that"
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