What up bro, me give a fuck now, talk my shit, we're working on and kick you down
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Families no love walls business and such now
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Tangs of cash are full, both are touch down
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I get your son and your mom say it right after the rise
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Deep in the night, shit I gone before the night comes
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'nes with the alum night
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Comes asking shit, angels cry like a non life
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Miss shuts close, we ain't broke the pain
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...throw blocks, I'm like pocking way
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Provoke me no, I'm busy try to hit the coast
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The circumstance 'with an aswel, royals are never broke
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Not give a fuck about your game not what you thought is hot
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Couldn't stop 'and the top nap stop me now
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Stuck in me best believe you better cut a lot
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Fuck what you thought, there's more credits with thoughts
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How could you not love a guy like me
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Whole fam rap until is DAI
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Loyalty to a team where we try be
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You just a city kids try to run a city kids
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How could you not love a cool like we
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Don't rush up that shoulder
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Bout that life bustling
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Fresh dress to a team like a blow for free
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Look we just some city kids try to pop on city kid
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Do I do? Nice boots, drink the milk out the ball, you might knew
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Don't make me had to find you
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Taking lunch money, making like juice
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Touch pull the car up and wipe it like rouse
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Flow on that shit to a dingle to compare,
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With a black lady eat and liquor and watch the view
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Now she just wanna fuck every nigga just want to do
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Come and after water see the fish can fly too
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I think I'm Britney Spears oops I did in time too
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Fall in love with chicks always undefined two
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Make my dick feel like thirty times huge
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Clean up nice I got dirty rhymes too
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See the kids screaming fuck that channel fine too
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Flip and wipes, champion ships
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Three fingers, drop two, fuck the Paris kid
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Go now, go now
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Flow better I chose how to go,
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I gotta take picture with how wanna blow never
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The whores wit 'em
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You're dudes better run cuz my city kids is tougher then TMC
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And all leather, young costumers'Davis
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Cuz my zippers got dreams and I gotta pass fall labels
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For that in the pass
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This is that simple fine, forever faithful,
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You ain't in this and try
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When you temple guy get it stuck to that
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Thisfor you know 'enohg to die
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Cuz in the end the jones couldn't find a sort of fact
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You do as rapping out the other facts
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Dead reaching 'hustel hard til they get
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And her tidies big just some city kids
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Try on the city now
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Act like clown so can't believe all the shit we did
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I'm the man but this shows in Los Angeles
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Perspective get game and I promise I can handle it
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Took it what I could, I am the city of printers
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My street the number one reason you grown and resist here
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Even if they all want me, I stay here and jump on fences
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Is square both school when I call you will get this game
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Research before come true
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While you sleeping on me you make the dreams come true
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Motherfucker
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City Kids
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