We Run These Streets Tony Yayo (Ft. Young Buck)

[Intro: Young Buck]
Ha haaaaa
Ayo Yayo!
Ayo you off parole now, nigga!
LET'S GOOOOO!
Ha haaa
Ayo, man, these niggas musta forgot, man
Nigga we run the streets, nigga!
G-Unit!
Let's go!

[Verse 1: Young Buck]
We let you niggas pick up the ones, we left you our leftovers (Yea)
Shut down your company and murdered your best soldiers (Ha haaaaa)
And this the motherfuckin' thanks we get
I ain't puttin' out my album till you buy Bank$ shit ([?] it now)
Don't be fooled by these rap niggas fake ass jewels
They sell a hundred thousand records and they think they cool
Where's the rules? (Huh?!)
My little girl watchin' the tube and she don't need to see another nigga kissin' a dude (What the fuck!)
BET didn't give us no invitations to the awards
It 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
Live to the day they let Larry Hoover free, (What?!)
So all you rap niggas 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! (Yeah!)