My City lyrics

by

Ryan


[Paroles de "My City" ft. Mtlord]

[Intro]
Ice Starr

[Refrain: MTLord]
No! Gotta take care of my city, I can't let it go
Mama says [?] so I'm always on a row
I got codeine & I get it for the low
Hundred shots at you if you touch one of my bros
I just bought a gold chain about to get it froze
You n*ggas ain't got none, now you 'bout to get exposed
I got Gucci, I got Louis & I [?]
I can tell these n*ggas goofy cuz' the way these n*ggas flow

[Couplet 1 : White-B]
Toujours les mêmes depuis le départ
Depuis l'enfance j'évite les porcs
Frérot, arrête ton cinéma
Armé/Ganté, on kick des portes
Monte le son du 4-4 (Hey !/4-4, 4-4)
Partout où j'suis en concert, j'fais la fierté d'maman et papa
Venu les mettre à quatre pattes, venu les mettre à quatre pattes
J'te promets qu'si ça tire et qu't'es mon frère j'serai ton pare-balle
Dédicace à Lost Gang qui est toujours derrière les barreaux (Hey !)
Si tu veux faire la guerre ouais, on s'reverra là-haut
Ils veulent avoir la paix sans payer la rançon
Mes ennemis connaissent par cœur mes chansons
On a grandi ensemble, devenu bandits ensemble
Mais maintenant la nuit j'rêve de te voir en sang
[Refrain : MTLord]
No! Gotta take care of my city, I can't let it go
Mama says [?] so I'm always on a row
I got codeine & I get it for the low
Hundred shots at you if you touch one of my bros
I just bought a gold chain about to get it froze
You n*ggas ain't got none, now you 'bout to get exposed
I got Gucci, I got Louis & I [?]
I can tell these n*ggas goofy cuz' the way these n*ggas flow

[Couplet 2 : MTLord]
I was always on when the sh*t started
If it ain't money, the sh*t then ain't nothing
I was in [?] when my n*gga was starving
I be trapping in the kitchen, serving up a 100
n*gga I ain't sleep all day, yeah yeah I been working all day
All I need is a Trap b*tch, a real girl, know how to pop sh*t
Can't f*ck with you, you a broke b*tch
All them bands got me selfish
Run up on me & the Glock [?hit?]
I dont' play, you gon' feel this
You ain't real n*gga, just go to church
All these b*tch n*ggas up on the curse
[?And fear?] my city, my n*gga's in [?derp?]
When I pull up on you boy, you better skrr
[?] b*tch, [?on the run?] b*tch
I ain't playing with yo ass, So I'mma shoot you quick
Unless it's Lord in the building, you can't follow me
Always [?] smoking like a chimney
[Refrain : MTLord]
No! Gotta take care of my city, I can't let it go
Mama says [?] so I'm always on a row
I got codeine & I get it for the low
Hundred shots at you if you touch one of my bros
I just bought a gold chain about to get it froze
You n*ggas ain't got none, now you 'bout to get exposed
I got Gucci, I got Louis & I [?]
I can tell these n*ggas goofy cuz' the way these n*ggas flow

[Outro : White-B & MTLord]
5Sang14 ! 400!
Beretta ! Lord!
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