I Run This City by Trae
I Run This City lyrics
Featuring T-Pain
[Hook: T-Pain]
Hey you know Iâm mad, so what I do
So why would you test that, why would you test that
Now I done told everybody we da best
Now show me where the rest at, show me where the rest at
Iâm tryina make the whole city bounce, bounce bounce motherfucker
Iâm the king where Iâm from and thatâs that, thatâs
that
Hey now I run this city and Iâma keep grindin
Iâma keep runnin bottom, never runnin out of money ah ah ah
[Verse 1: Trae Tha Truth]
King of the city tell them haters I run it
30 years in this bitch Iâm crowned it they minny who done it
Iâm saluting the south of hood nigga say Iâm one hundred
My facility is the streets only rapper that funded
A couple haters nothing major they donât give attention
They probably mad I stay on fire like the devilâs kitchen
And while they playin not just cop the chain of three dimension
Like a beat all these pussy niggas in the fuck position
In this city Iâm authilic my sexinâ is valid
We the best and niggas know it, I really like Kalley
Ainât no debatinâ, if I speak motherfuckers respect it
You say be in and you gonna motherfucking chicken
[Hook: T-Pain]
Hey you know Iâm mad, so what I do
So why would you test that, why would you test that
Now I done told everybody we da best
Now show me where the rest at, show me where the rest at
Iâm tryina make the whole city bounce, bounce bounce motherfucker
Iâm the king where Iâm from and thatâs that, thatâs
that
Hey now I run this city and Iâma keep grindin
Iâma keep runnin bottom, never runnin out of money ah ah ah
[Verse 2: Trae Tha Truth]
Iâm the heart of this bitch so why the fuck would you test it?
Tell em I got this bitch on lock like something got arrested
If you Whitney Houston theyâll tell you what track a field
Paparazzi flashin and Iâll tear the whippinâ up to the shield
Black on black on this black foes, black designers and black clothes
Hop in about this black Rolls, suicide on this back doors
Iâm in this gutter way bellow, it ainât too many lower
And a foreign bitch without her clothes tryna get some exposure
Iâm the general in my city, frontline Iâm a soldier
You play with me and I could make you where nobody know you
Tell em that money talking and I donât planninâ on settinâ
up
Iâm tryina make this motherfucker bounce until I fuck it
[Hook: T-Pain]
Hey you know Iâm mad, so what I do
So why would you test that, why would you test that
Now I done told everybody we da best
Now show me where the rest at, show me where the rest at
Iâm tryina make the whole city bounce, bounce bounce motherfucker
Iâm the king where Iâm from and thatâs that, thatâs
that
Hey now I run this city and Iâma keep grindin
Iâma keep runnin bottom, never runnin out of money ah ah ah
[Verse 3: Trae Tha Truth]
They know Iâm pissed off why the fuck would they play?
Their opinion donât mean a thing when it come to fuck and betray
I show them this middle finger, them fuck niggas is gay
Niggas yellin their time is coming I tell em it ainât today
Okay I am G and bitch Iâma stress that
Iâm the business, show me where the rest at
I got that nigga so where they mixt it
When they come to competition itâs understood Iâma rip that
Speaking of fit I pick something the size of Texas
Catch one of these fuck niggas get brick and on some other shit
My style is so G, it ainât opened for questions
itâs serious like these diamonds and niggas flexinâ on some other
shit
[Hook: T-Pain]
Hey you know Iâm mad, so what I do
So why would you test that, why would you test that
Now I done told everybody we da best
Now show me where the rest at, show me where the rest at
Iâm tryina make the whole city bounce, bounce bounce motherfucker
Iâm the king where Iâm from and thatâs that, thatâs
that
Hey now I run this city and Iâma keep grindin
Iâma keep runnin bottom, never runnin out of money ah ah ah
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