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Correct WhatYo City Like Lyrics
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What your city like? What your city like? Where I'm from gotta keep that blick on you Park at your crib, have my young niggas hit on you You a killer or a snitch, you gon' kill me or trick on me? What your city like? My city be shakin' that bag My city got hoes that's shittin' on niggas But even the hoes get hit in they head What your city like? My city had changed the culture I be with vultures I can be with you for days, and I'll be the nigga that poke you What your city like? My city the home of Meech, home of the riots My city violent, niggas'll tell you they love you But really they don't even like you What your city like? Shit, I'm from the city of Hoover When bump and slide was robbin' the jeweler I was in school but shit had made me a shooter What your city like? I'm from the city of Kwame Clean up the scene, wipe off the choppers And drive to the lake and get rid of the bodies What your city like? Shit, we do not honor no OG They smoke you and turn you to OG Had that young nigga take that case, he juvie' You must be stupid think you gang gang, boy your ass a goofy Know some bitches that be crackin' giffys, they be boostin' What your city like? If it get like that then it get like that Beef slide down we gon' get right back Nigga just like that Got locked, told niggas I'ma be back Soon as I got back got three plaques Opps on Twitter, we ain't gon' Tweet back I'ma pop off broad day, no ski mask My city where the pirhanas at Jump in that water and drown in that I hit Kentucky with three hundred grams for five days and bring ninety back I started off with a ninety pack Such and such, he can vouch for that Can't say his name all over these tracks 'Cause that nigga know where the body at What your city like nigga? Shit, we take the drugs to Iowa Home the swiper When you a gangster don't go off a title I know some aks that's scared of the bible Yeah yeah, pick up the Glock and put down the rifle Seventeen with a seventeen This ain't back then, we not fighting Can't come to our cities, they know what's up with 'em Cool with the killers, they really my niggas They opps mobs, can't fuck with them niggas Durk on his way to Detroit, better call me soon as you hit I'ma put choppers around you, my nigga don't even trip Shit you the way to the Chi? I'll link you up with the six Two Glocks shawty wrong, yeah you gon' ride with them sticks And I know your ass on parole, so two Glocks in the dip And I heard Blood turned Crip, Olympic medal how he flip Ayy T, put me on them Detroit bitches That shit gon' be easy, only thing they hate is decoy niggas You ain't gotta check in the hotel, my nigga just come to the crib As far as the hoes, you fuckin' off rip, they know who you is Tell Booka I'ma get him a bitch that got her some paper 'Cause rich hoes love real niggas, they don't need 'em to save her I'ma get up with later, I gotta go see my agent Next time I come to Chi make sure you return the favor I'ma return it Put on a condom, she burnin' How the fuck you know she burnin'? Shit, I heard that she burnin' She must don't know me yet, think I buy her a Birkin bag Bitch, your lil' twerkin' ass You ain't even worth a bag, yeah nah
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