for the city, hey and two times for you hey [Outro] Girl it?s been so long, I?ve been gone from you But you ain?t gotta worry ?bout the thangs I do It?s hard
it's raining outside boy fuck a umbrella niggas banging outside, boy they guns dumb bell a nigga tired of tellin' niggas that's the cease rest in peace we tired of only havin' just a
cause it's getting worse I gotta show off my stuff If it's a 40 I'll take a sip, if it's a blunt, then I'll take a puff I'm undisputed even when I'm bhudded
Extremely hard to be the king of a city it's dis A nigga that could twist like this A nigga that could rip any shit that he get Never balk and come with a
, know the answer's in it That's why I spit it in my songs So sweet like a photo of your granny's picture Now that you're gone, it hit us Super hard
I'm that dude slangin' pack by the border I love my life, I live it twice, 'cuz it's up to me sorta You a fool with a mental disorder, and it's probably
got bears on me (Run!) My Timb's start feelin' like they Nike Air's on me (Run!) It's hard for me to slow down, it's like I'm on the Throughway My belt
My Timb's start feelin' like they Nike Air's on me Run! It's hard for me to slow down, it's like I'm on the Throughway My belt's in the crib on the floor
A A T L A N T A state of G A G A G A home of the brave Home of the brave G A G A Home of the brave We rep that A A T L A N T A state of G A G A G A home
A A T L A N T A state of G A G A G A home of the brave home of the brave G A G A home of the brave [Verse 2: Killer Mike] I got a Tahoe, and a Tahoe she
guns I'm a rare one, camos and some rare ones Where I'm from's a circus, hope you don't expect a fair one Dropping hundreds like it ain't nothing Really
Life's a bitch and I feel her Aint nobody iller, ? Godzilla Catch me blowing vanilla's Used to be blood money now it's go hard scrilla After I count it
It's too hot,s burning my mouth, that's why I spit it out It must be, real hard for ya'll to listen And it's sad, niggas is too broke to pay attention
and racket hear it, rap niggas fear it Fuck what you heard it's what you hearing How much darker must it get? How must harder must it hit? See if ya hardest
's plenty of more wit' us Chop it up, bag it up, set it up I got a problem on the strip, I'll wet it up I could get a ton on the arm, getcha credit up
a yacht, no callin the cops In the middle of the ocean, lettin my nine pop Givin a dime cock, blowin away Baggin the yae, tryin to get a wagon a day Pick up a
hear it in the streets (Uh) Y'all bitches fear it cause you weak You wanna hear it? I make it speak (What?) You ain't ever bust a gun, but there's a
some money on it"} But it don't matter though cause I'ma go get it Life's a bitch and then you get thrown in it That's why I get (Cash Money) like it