Songtext I run this city Trae Tha Truth

I run this city

Featuring T-Pain

[Hook: T-Pain]
Hey you know I'm 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
I'm tryina make the whole city bounce, bounce bounce motherfucker
I'm the king where I'm from and that's that, that's that
Hey now I run this city and I'ma keep grindin
I'ma 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 I'm crowned it they minny who done it
I'm saluting the south of hood nigga say I'm one hundred
My facility is the streets only rapper that funded
A couple haters nothing major they don't give attention
They probably mad I stay on fire like the devil's 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 I'm authilic my sexin' is valid
We the best and niggas know it, I really like Kalley
Ain't no debatin', if I speak motherfuckers respect it
You say be in and you gonna motherfucking chicken

[Hook: T-Pain]
Hey you know I'm 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
I'm tryina make the whole city bounce, bounce bounce motherfucker
I'm the king where I'm from and that's that, that's that
Hey now I run this city and I'ma keep grindin
I'ma keep runnin bottom, never runnin out of money ah ah ah

[Verse 2: Trae Tha Truth]
I'm 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 they'll tell you what track a field
Paparazzi flashin and I'll tear the whippin' 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
I'm in this gutter way bellow, it ain't too many lower
And a foreign bitch without her clothes tryna get some exposure
I'm the general in my city, frontline I'm a soldier
You play with me and I could make you where nobody know you
Tell em that money talking and I don't plannin' on settin' up
I'm tryina make this motherfucker bounce until I fuck it

[Hook: T-Pain]
Hey you know I'm 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
I'm tryina make the whole city bounce, bounce bounce motherfucker
I'm the king where I'm from and that's that, that's that
Hey now I run this city and I'ma keep grindin
I'ma keep runnin bottom, never runnin out of money ah ah ah

[Verse 3: Trae Tha Truth]
They know I'm pissed off why the fuck would they play?
Their opinion don't 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 ain't today
Okay I am G and bitch I'ma stress that
I'm the business, show me where the rest at
I got that nigga so where they mixt it
When they come to competition it's understood I'ma 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 ain't opened for questions
it's serious like these diamonds and niggas flexin' on some other shit

[Hook: T-Pain]
Hey you know I'm 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
I'm tryina make the whole city bounce, bounce bounce motherfucker
I'm the king where I'm from and that's that, that's that
Hey now I run this city and I'ma keep grindin
I'ma keep runnin bottom, never runnin out of money ah ah ah