Uncle Murda Lyrics - Run The City lyrics

Run The City lyrics (Lyrics)

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Album:Uncle Murda Lyrics
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[Intro:]
Exclusive! GMG! Manhood! East New York! Tuneheads!
Uncle Murda! The Invasion! Brooklyn! Awww!

[Hook:]
Tell Hova that Murdas runnin the city now! (Im bringin it back!)
Tell Diddy that Murdas runnin the city now! (Its a wrap!)
Tell Russell that Murdas runnin the city now! (Aww man!)
Tell 50 that Murdas runnin the city now! (Whattup!)

[Verse 1:]
Look I shot many men many men fear me
Even gangstas when I come around get leary
Like I dont want him near me, that boy schemin
Keep yo hand on yo gun be ready to start squeezin
This man said I knoow, let Murda try somen
These kids feelin themselves they must be high or somen
Then I step to em they like what up son!
Im like what up mufucker yall see my gun
Then them dudes start stutterin like wh-wh-what you talkin bout?
Then we rob these niggas they like wh-wh-whats this all about
My man heard you talkin slick yeah thats what happened
Now we violatin yall for a ctin like it cant happen
The jokes on yall you see all the chicks laughin
Then we take em to the back and let my little mans clap em
My little man hit him all up in his fitted cap
Told him tell Biggie that Murdas bringin the city back (Bang nigga!)

[Hook:]
Tell Flex that Murdas runnin the city now! (Tell em!)
Tell Angie that Murdas runnin the city now! (The voice of New York!)
Tell Enuff that Murdas runnin the city now! (Heavy Hitters!)
Yo Mister Cee, Murdas runnin the city now! (The Finisher!)
Tell Brooklyn that Murdas runnin the city now! (BK!)
Tell The Bronx that Murdas runnin the city now! (The Boogie Down!)
Tell Queens that Murdas runnin the city now!
Tell Harlem that Murdas runnin the city now!

[Verse 2:]
I know how it feels to win I know it feels to lose
My Gettin Money Gangstas I run with the realest crew
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I do what the killers do, so when I spit at you
I aint just rappin know why I get at you
Ill hit yo punk ass up fore I hit at you
I know you heard of Murda I aint shootin and missin dude
They said Im an animal Im uncontrollable
I aint like these rap cats Ill put a hole in you
These streets said the same thing yeah they know it to
Thats why they embrace me they know what Im goin through
People in the hood like Murda you killin em
I used to bump they shit but now I aint feelin em
I only bump yo shit your songs more realler son
You should change your name to Uncle Murda The Killer son
You aint like Jay you know he that drug dealer son
You that BK boy with that finger on the trigger son
Cause they know it that ego gettin bigger son
But thats aight cause right now you that nigga son
You that new boss you the boss of the East Coast
When I go to L.A. Im keepin my heat close
You see they made B.I.G. rest in peace yall
I think somebody reachin that ass is meatloaf
He finito, man, tell Biggie to tell Pac
That the East Coast is back Murda rollin with The ROC

[Hook:]
Tell Envy that Murdas runnin the city now! (Tell em!)
Tell Slay that Murdas runnin the city now! (Drama King!)
Tell self that Murdas runnin the city now!
Green already know that Murdas runnin the city now! (The Invasion!)
Tell Brooklyn that Murdas runnin the city now! (BK!)
Tell The Bronx that Murdas runnin the city now! (The Boogie Down!)
Tell Queens that Murdas runnin the city now!
Tell Harlem that Murdas runnin the city now!

[Outro:]
Tell Staten Island nigga! Tell Long Island nigga!
Fuck outta here you bitches! Im bringin the city back!
Brooklyn we did it again nigga!