Текст песни I Run This Town

Yeah Bird Vauro in this building Bitch I hope you hear that You know, bitch Traffic group Hah Hah Yeah That Too money, my pocket full Fuckin' your girl, you're so fool Lemme do my shit, breakin' my bricks Controlled for me, you gotta chip You know, she don't wanna friendship That I'm animal, you gotta fix To lot of songs, lot of clips You're prisoner, wantin' be free But to gotta, you gotta creep Doin' the way they like, I got pussy to fuck all night Cuttin' your head, you die They cry 'cause I'm so hot Knockin' all, I'm so fly The earth dug, I gotta corpse Tryin' to get me, I got the cops They call me boss, so you don't better cross All I do is ball To my tool, I gotta power A long time in this bullshit to my group Talkin' about reality, I mean truth You fuck me wrong, you fall down 'Cause I'm Bird Vauro and I run this town You heard that? Bitch Shhh