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Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, it's for the city, uh, uh, uh, uh
I'm from the crack, where we got bad bitches, shaking ass, they turn you up
Real niggas on every f*cking block, you know what's up with us
And we got country niggas, riding around in big ass Dooley trucks
And you'll get jacked at the corner store, so keep your tooley tucked
They off the Henney, so they shaking ass, and throwing it fast, up in this party
Let her hit the blunt, she looked at me and told me, boy"you got me started"
Got that shit on me, she talking about, boy, it's smelling like you farted
And CPD don't be on shit, I'm riding around strapped like the army
The county boys, they think they tough, take off that badge, these niggas corny
Turn on the news, you hear a robbery or a killing every morning
I got some niggas in the pen and I ain't gone see them till they 40
I know some mommas lost their kids because they couldn't afford a lawyer
I need a doctor, remember me and Ken was trapping out that red Apollo
Shout out to Tytiana, she was there and I ain't even have to call her
Porter Middle School, man, I was trapping, selling snacks for dollars
And I ain't certain no pounds, ain't certain no bricks, but bitches still follow
And I'm a dog, I'm about to buy a collar, bet your bitch come if I call her
Hold up, I can't pick her up, just drop the offer, not a dollar
I dropped her E, now niggas steady calling, asking for a fee
You from the city, grab a chair, my nigga, bitch, we finna eat
Shout out my label, if you dropping heat, then come get in with me
Shout out my nigga here, I can't say just no, we call him Scree
And all this shit come through the mail, so we can't let it go for cheap
Get that shit up out the spot and shake the city
I'm scared the feds gon' sue me
And these groupie bitches pussy where we put up in the SRT
Bartender party eyes red, I'm smelling like a half a pound of bean
And bitch, I love to be in charge, but this time I'ma let you take the lead
She got on top and did a jotty, bitch, I'ma put me to sleep
I'm from the crack where we got bad bitches shaking ass, they turn you up
Real niggas on every f*cking block, you know what's up with us
And we got country niggas riding around in big-ass Dooley trucks
And you will get jacked at the corner store, so keep your tooley tucked
They off the Henney' so they shaking ass, and throwing it fast, up in their party
Let her hit the blunt, she looked at me and told me, boy, you got me started
Got that shit on me, she talking about, boy, it's smelling like you farted
And CPD don't be on shit, I'm riding around strapped like the army
The county boys, they think they tough, take off that badge, these niggas corny
Turn on the news, you hear a robbery or a killing every morning
I got some niggas in the pen and I ain't gon' see them till they 40
I know some mommas lost their kids because they couldn't afford a lawyer