Featuring: 50 Cent
Songwriter: 50 Cent Tony Yayo
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Lil nigga, I run New York
Even when I ain't there lil nigga, I run New York
I [?] lil nigga, I hear when you talk
Let's get this shit clear lil nigga, I run New York
[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
I wake up, stare at the ceeling
I'm alive, what a beautiful feeling
I put my vest on, right after I put on my drawers
It's a habbit, I'm always prepared for war
My life's like some shit you see in a flick
Bitches act like porn stars when they sit on the dick
When I was getting out the game, I said one more flick
Test my aim on the range, I was like one more clip
In the brain I'm insane, I be on some shit
And I run [?]
Nothing but [?] discruntled [?]
Been in the game 10 years, and you still ain't rich
I bet his mama still upset that he still ain't shit
And he keep running his yap like Imma take all that
One more word out his mouth, Imma push Styles' shit back
[?]
[?] kick on the 44's [?]
[?] like pop pop
[?] to his bitch ass drop
The verses he be kickin, none of them hot
Cause he ain't got none of that shit he say that he got
And he ain't did none of that shit he say he did
And I ain't got time to talk about this shit
Fucking faggit!
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Lil nigga, I run New York
Even when I ain't there lil nigga, I run New York
I [?] lil nigga, I hear when you talk
Let's get this shit clear lil nigga, I run New York
[Verse 2: Tony Yayo]
[?] than your's
I just made more money than them damb shiney suits
The game about sales, drugs and rapping
[?] platnom
[?] went double plastic
Yayo, Buck and Banks just put out classics
A hundred shots in a hundred clips, you ready to die?
Fat Joe ain't a gangsta, he scared to fly
Automatic [?] who want a piece of [?]?
[?] Ja Rule in some high heel pumps
Vest up in a bullet proof, man fuck that
You shoot up my whip, but all you leave is a scratch
Yo I flip cocaine in your project lobby
Beat you with my pistol like [?]
It's T o n y Y a y o
My whole clique got dope [?]
G 4's, we fly [?]
And my rocks looking like flashlights in my ears
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Lil nigga, I run New York
Even when I ain't there lil nigga, I run New York
I [?] lil nigga, I hear when you talk
Let's get this shit clear lil nigga, I run New York
Lil nigga, I run New York
Even when I ain't there lil nigga, I run New York
I [?] lil nigga, I hear when you talk
Let's get this shit clear lil nigga, I run New York
[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
I wake up, stare at the ceeling
I'm alive, what a beautiful feeling
I put my vest on, right after I put on my drawers
It's a habbit, I'm always prepared for war
My life's like some shit you see in a flick
Bitches act like porn stars when they sit on the dick
When I was getting out the game, I said one more flick
Test my aim on the range, I was like one more clip
In the brain I'm insane, I be on some shit
And I run [?]
Nothing but [?] discruntled [?]
Been in the game 10 years, and you still ain't rich
I bet his mama still upset that he still ain't shit
And he keep running his yap like Imma take all that
One more word out his mouth, Imma push Styles' shit back
[?]
[?] kick on the 44's [?]
[?] like pop pop
[?] to his bitch ass drop
The verses he be kickin, none of them hot
Cause he ain't got none of that shit he say that he got
And he ain't did none of that shit he say he did
And I ain't got time to talk about this shit
Fucking faggit!
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Lil nigga, I run New York
Even when I ain't there lil nigga, I run New York
I [?] lil nigga, I hear when you talk
Let's get this shit clear lil nigga, I run New York
[Verse 2: Tony Yayo]
[?] than your's
I just made more money than them damb shiney suits
The game about sales, drugs and rapping
[?] platnom
[?] went double plastic
Yayo, Buck and Banks just put out classics
A hundred shots in a hundred clips, you ready to die?
Fat Joe ain't a gangsta, he scared to fly
Automatic [?] who want a piece of [?]?
[?] Ja Rule in some high heel pumps
Vest up in a bullet proof, man fuck that
You shoot up my whip, but all you leave is a scratch
Yo I flip cocaine in your project lobby
Beat you with my pistol like [?]
It's T o n y Y a y o
My whole clique got dope [?]
G 4's, we fly [?]
And my rocks looking like flashlights in my ears
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Lil nigga, I run New York
Even when I ain't there lil nigga, I run New York
I [?] lil nigga, I hear when you talk
Let's get this shit clear lil nigga, I run New York
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