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I Run NY Lyrics

The Walls Have Ears Lil n****
I Run New York
Even When I Aint There Lil n****
I Run New York
I Said The Walls Have Ears Lil n****
I Hear When You Talk
Lets Get This s*** Clear Lil n****
I Run New York
I Wake Up/stare At The Ceiling
Im Alive
What A Beautiful Feeling
I Put My Vest On/right After I Put On My Draws
Its A Habit/im Always Prepared For War
See My Lifes Like Some s*** You Seen In A Flick
b****** Act Like p*** Stars When They Sit On The d***
When I Was Gettin Out The Game I Said One More Flip
Test My Aim In The Range Im Like One More Clip
Its My Brain/im Insane/i Be On Some s***
Man I Run Interscope/jada's Tryin To Annoy Me
Hes Nothin But Another Disgruntled Employee
Been In The Game 10 Years And He Still Aint Rich
Even His Momma Upset That He Still Aint s***
But He Keep Runnin His Yap/like Imma Take All That
One More Word Out His Mouth/ill Push Styles s*** Back
See The Nozzle On My Trey Pound Is 3 Inches Long
And The Kick On The Four-four Is Extremly Strong
But A Lil Trey Deuce Is Like/ Pop Pop
Chase His a** Up The Block Till His b**** a** Drop
And Them Verses He Be Kickin/none Of Em Hot
Cuz He Aint Got None Of That s*** He Sayin He Got
And He Aint Did None Of That s*** He Sayin He Did
And I Aint Got/time To Be Talking Bout This s***

f***** f*****...

I Gets Busy Lil n****
I Run New York
Yea I Live In C.t. Lil n****
But I Run New York
Now I Dont Go To Parties Lil n****
But I Run New York
And I Stay Gettin G's Lil n****
Cuz I Run New York
Yayo,tell Em I Run New York

My Money Longer Than Yours
n**** Call Your Recruits
The Lox Made More Money/in Them d*** Shiny Suites
The Game About Sales,drugs,and Rappin
Jada f*** Your Punch Lines/my Shirt Went Platinum
Styles And Sheek Looch/went Double Plastic
Yayo Buck And Banks Is Putting Out Classics
A Hundred Shots/a Hundred Clips/y'all Ready To Die
Fat Joe Aint A Gansta/you Scared To Fly
Automatic Mosberg/who Want A Piece Of This Pump
Ill Have Ja Rule Burried In Some High Heel Pumps
Vest Up In A Bullet Proof/man f*** That
Homie Shoot Up My Whip/all You Leave Is A Scratch
Yo Ill Flip Cocaine In Your Project Lobby
And Beat You With My Pistol Like Kane Did Chachi
Its T.o.n.y./y.a.y.o.
My Whole Clique Got Dough/my Hoes On The Fly Home
G4's/we Fly On Leers
And My Rocks Lookin Like/flash Lights In My Ears n****

When Im Down In D.c. Lil n****
I Tell Em/i Run New York
When Im Out In Philly Lil Homie
I Run New York
When Im In V.a. I Tell n*****/guess What
I Run New York
When Im In N.c. n***** Holla At Me
Cuz I Run New York
Yayo, Tell Em I Run New York.....

Now Who The f*** Told This Lil n**** He Can Talk To Me Like That ?
Catch Em, Ill Ball Him Up, And Roll Him Somwere.
Hahaha...
D,y,wanna Talk To Me ? Wanna Tell Me Whats Goin On ?
Want Me To Service Him For Real, Cuz Ill Service Him.
I'll Murder!! Hahahhaa....
'ey, Get Puffy On The Phone.
Tell Him I Said, Tell That n**** Puffy I Said Get Out The Mirror For A Second Let Me Talk To Him.
Puffy Own The n**** Mother f***** Publishing.
Tell Him I Wanna By The n**** Jadakiss Publishing.
n**** Still Aint Recoup.
Awww, n**** You In The Red. You Owe Money n****.
Oh Man, Now Why You Made Me Put Your Business In The Street ?
Now n***** Know You Aint s***. d***.
I See Your Monkey a** In The Paper, Cuz You Aint Return Them Jewells You Borrowed. You Better Give Em Back. You Dirty n****.
Aint None Of That s*** You Be Wearin Yours.
Haha.. We Couldve Kept It A Secret n****
These The n***** Im Supposed To Beef With?
Aaawwwww Man.
This Fight Is Fixed.
Your Being Set Up. Haha...
Thats What He Gone Say: "they Set Me Up Man, I Aint Know The n**** Was Gonna Do That".
Haha....
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