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letra de we run these streets - tony yayo

[intro: young buck]
hahaaaaa!
ayo yayo! [shot]
ayo you off parole now, n-gg-.
let’s gooooo!
hahaaa!
ayo, man!
these n-gg-z musta forgotten, man…
n-gg- we run these streets, n-gg-!
g-unit! let’s go!

[young buck {dj whoo kid}:]
we let you n-gg-z pick up the ones, we left you our leftovers (yeah!)
shut down your company and murdered your best soldiers. (hahaaaaa!)
and it’s the motherf-ckin’ thanks we get
i ain’t puttin’ out my alb-m till you buy bank$ sh-t. {diva!}
don’t be fooled by these rap n-gg-s fake -ss jewels {whooooooooooooooooo kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!}
they sell a hundred thousand records and they think they cool. (cool!)
where’s the rules? (huuuh?) – my little girl watchin’ the tube
and she don’t need to see another n-gg- kissin’ a dude. (whatta f-ck?!) {haha!}
bet didn’t give us no invitations to the awards
there wasn’t enough metal detectors at the door.
lord! (yeeeeeeaaaah!) – don’t let this industry injure me,
i’m tryna see my nephew at least turn 23! {loady mack!}
live to the day they let larry hoover free, (what?) (“dj whoo kid! “)
so all you rap n-gg-s better get used to me. (okaaay!)
let’s take it back yayo to where it used to be. (heeeeeeeeeeey!)
g-u-n-i-t! – holla back! {d-mn!}

[tony yayo:]
you started, i fell off, my alb-m did 700!
so f-ck with 55, i’m in a 600!
level-4 vest got the.50 on me,
and if i ever go broke, i spend 50’s money!
n-gg- fresh off tour – from sweden to germany! {whoooooooooooooooooo kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!}
chill on my d-ck – so these hoes ain’t burnin’ me
bentley flyin’ spur – interior burgandy!
bulletproof truck, in case you cowards try to murder me. {yayo!}
jail house is packed ain’t no empty cells
and i’m tryna make a half a mill – off of 12-12s!
my little mouse gun – hold 12 sh-lls!
and if we get locked up, we postin’ 12 bails!
antiques, gucci sneaks, they cost 12 bills
for my next 2 alb-ms i need 12 mills. (yeah!)
i’m the mvp, the “most valuable playa”!
i’m in your mp3 playa. – so hate n-gg-! (yeah!) {white boy!}

[interludes (snoop from “the wire”):]
[snoop:]
my man tony yayo, “finally off papers”, you heard me?
that’s the “talk of” [echoes], “top of” [echoes] new york!
[yayo:] yeah, n-gg- i ain’t p-ssin’ in no more cups! you know what time it is, n-gg-!
[snoop:] yeah, no more cups! none of that free playa, man!
[yayo:] smokin’ and jokin’ and totin’…
[snoop:] put yo’ wings on, n-gg-! [beat stops]
[yayo:] fo’ real n-gg-!
[snoop:] put yo’ wings on!
[yayo:] yo snoop, ya know what time it is, n-gg-!

- tony yayo

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