I Run New York
Oh! Please don't play with the animal
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 here we go now!
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 draws
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 porn stars when
They sit on the dick
When I was gettin' 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 tryin to annoy me
He's nothin' but another disgruntled employee
Been in the game ten years
And he still ain't rich
Even his momma upset that he still ain't shit
But he keep runnin his yap like
I'm a take all that
One more word out his mouth
I'll push Styles shit back
See, the nozzle on my trey
Pound is three inches long
And the kick on the
Four-fours is extremely strong
With a lil' trey deuce it's like pop, pop
Chase his ass up the block
Till his bitch ass drop
And them verses he be kickin'
None of 'em hot
'Cause he ain't got none of that
Shit he sayin' he got
And he ain't did none of that
Shit he sayin' he did
And I ain't got, time to
Be talkin' 'bout this shit, fuckin' faggot!
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' cheese, lil' nigga
'cause I run New York
Yayo, tell 'em I run New York
My money longer than yours, nigga
Call your recruit's
The LOX made more money in
Them damn shiny suit's
The game about sales, drugs and rappin'
Jada, fuck your punchlines
My shirt went platinum
Styles 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
Vest up in the bulletproof 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 with my pistol
Like Kane did Chauncey it's TONY yAYO
My whole clique got dough
My hoes on the fly home
G4's, we fly on Lears
And my rocks lookin' like
Flashlights in my ears, nigga
When I'm 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 niggas
Guess what I run New York
When I'm in NC niggas holla at
Me cause I run New York
Yayo tell 'em I run New York
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 him
Puffy 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 niggas know you ain't shit! Damn!
I see your monkey ass in the paper
Cause you ain't returned them
Jewels you borrowed
You better give them back! you dirty nigga
Ain't none of that shit you be wearin yours!
Ha ha ha! We could've kept it a secret nigga
These niggas 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 man
I ain't know the nigga was gonna do that
Ha ha ha ha ha!!