Tony Yayo - We Run These Streets lyrics

[Intro: Young Buck] Hahaaaaa! Ayo Yayo! [shot] Ayo you off parole now, n***a. LET'S GOOOOO! Hahaaa! Ayo, man! These n***az musta forgotten, man... n***a we run these streets, n***a! G-UNIT! LET'S GO! [Young Buck {DJ Whoo Kid}:] We let you n***az 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**in' thanks we get I ain't puttin' out my album till you buy Bank$ sh**. {DIVA!} Don't be fooled by these rap n***as fake a** j**els {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***a kissin' a dude. (WHATTA fu*k?!) {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***as 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! {DAMN!} [Tony Yayo:] You started, I fell off, my album did 700! So f** 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***a fresh off tour - from Sweden to Germany! {Whoooooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!} Chill on my dick - 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 shells! And if we get locked up, we postin' 12 bails! Antiques, Gucci Sneaks, they cost 12 bills For my next 2 albums I need 12 mills. (YEAH!) I'm the MVP, the "Most Valuable Playa"! I'm in your mp3 playa. - So hate n***a! (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***a I ain't pissin' in no more cups! You know what time it is, n***a! [Snoop:] Yeah, no more cups! None of that free playa, man! [Yayo:] Smokin' and jokin' and totin'... [Snoop:] Put yo' wings on, n***a! [beat stops] [Yayo:] Fo' real n***a! [Snoop:] Put yo' wings on! [Yayo:] Yo Snoop, ya know what time it is, n***a!