Run This Town (feat. Jay-Z and Kanye West) – Rihanna (Letras)

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(Rihanna)
Feel it coming in the air
Hear the screams from everywhere
I m addicted to the the thrill
It s a dangerous love affair
Can t be scaring nickels down
Got a problem, tell me now
Only thing that s on my mind
Is who gon run this town tonight
Is who gon run this town tonight
We gon run this town

(Jay-Z)
We are, yeah, I said it, we are
This is Roc Nation, pledge your allegiance
Get y all fatigues on, all black everything
Black cards, black cars, all black everything
And our girls are blackbirds, riding with they Dillingers
I get more in-depth if you boys really real enough
This is La Familia, I ll explain later
But for now, let me get back to this paper
I m a couple bands down and I m tryna get back
I gave Doug a grip, I lost a flip for five stacks
Yeah, I m talking five comma six zeroes dot zero, here girl
Back to running circles round niggas, now we squared up
Hold up

(Rihanna)
Life s a game but it s not fair
I break the rules so I don t care
So I keep doing my own thing
Walking tall against the rain
Victory s within the mile
Almost there, don t give up now
Only thing that s on my mind
Is who gon run this town tonight
Hey-ey-ey-ey-ey-ey, ey-ey-ey-ey
Hey-ey-ey-ey-ey-ey, ey-ey-ey-ey
Who gon run this town tonight?

(Jay-Z)
We are, yeah, I said it, we are
You can call me Caesar, in a dark Caesar
Please follow the leader, so Eric B. we are
Microphone fiend, it s the return of the God, peace, God
And ain t nobody fresher
I m in Maison, uh, Martin Margiela
On the table, screaming f*** the other side, they jealous
We got a bankhead full of broads, they got a table full of fellas
(Ewww) And they ain t spendin no cake
They should throw they hand in, cause they ain t got no spades
(Ewww) My whole team got dough
So my bankhead is lookin like Millionaires Row
(Ewww)

(Kanye West)
It s crazy how you can go from being Joe Blow
To everybody on your dick, no homo
I bought my whole family whips, no Volvos
Next time I m in church, please no photos
Police escorts, everybody passports
This the life that everybody ask for
This a fast life, we are on a crash course
What you think I rap for? To push a fuckin Rav 4?
But I know that if I stay stunting
All these girls only gon want one thing
I could spend my whole life good will hunting
Only good gon come is it s good when I m coming
She got an ass that ll swallow up her G-string
And up top, uh, two bee stings
And I m beasting, off the re-sling
And my nigga just made it out the precinct
We give a damn about the drama that you do bring
I m just tryna change the color on your mood ring
Reebok, baby, you need to try some new things
Have you ever had shoes without shoestrings?
What s that, Ye? Baby, these heels
Is that a May-what? Baby, these wheels
You trippin when you ain t sippin , have a refill
You feelin like you run it, huh?
Now you know how we feel