city lyrics

[Intro]
(That boy Jdolla go crazy)
Ha

[Chorus]
b*tch tried to run with my sh*t, front him like, "Gimme that"
b*tch where the craft from my muh'f*ckin' city at?
No, I don't f*ck with your music, your sh*tty ass (Ha)
I fell in love with a white ho, where Henny at?
How you got drank but don't know where the semi' at? (No)
n*ggas be fake, they ain't provin' they pity ass
"Che, how you get all that gun with your p*ssy ass?"
K$ubi keep askin' the low for the CVS

[Verse 1]
I f*ck your ho in the top floor city, man
No, I can't go, but the chop' gon' get his ass
No, I ain't Gon, but the rock gon' split his ass
No, I can't fold, but the knock gon' split his ass

[Bridge]
(Hahaha)
(Know I can't go with a Trackhawk)
(Know I can't go with the stock on)

[Verse 2]
I brought the ho to a Tahoe, huh
She with my bro, where the lock on, huh (Bah)
These n*gga burned for a taco, huh
Brotha been cookin' like Rocko, huh (Gimme that sh*t)
Brotha gon' check it, that's not yours, huh
GLE Tonka with [?] pumps (Ahh)
Two Glock .40s, thеy aim at your mother
f*ck out a blood, it's my muh'f*ckin' brother, man
Glocky turn him to a dub like a [Chunningham?]
Spеak for 4ersona, but no, we not one of them
Ricks hit my socks, I said, "f*ck it, I'm one of them"
"Che? He a god, hope you know you ain't touchin' him"
Glocky gon' aim at his belly like lunch and 'em
Not with a K, then we muh'f*ckin' cuttin' them (Grah)
[Chorus]
b*tch tried to run with my sh*t, front him like, "Gimme that"
b*tch where the craft from my muh'f*ckin' city at?
No, I don't f*ck with your music, your sh*tty ass (Ha)
I fell in love with a white ho, where Henny at?
How you got drank but don't know where the semi' at? (No)
n*ggas be fake, they ain't provin' they pity ass
Che, how you get all that gun with your p*ssy ass?"
K$ubi keep askin' the low for the CVS