Luyện nghe bài hát 'N' My City

It's all the 6 figgas
You ballin' nigga if you got figgas

I got my AK nigga, and I'm to blast it
Game tight elastic wit a block [unverified] murder jack it
Eraser, Gangsta, V.L. nigga
I'm on a trail to Hell, before I go I 6 figgas

Uptown is where you me doin' dirt, gun slangin'
Nuts hangin', for sho', play me short and I'm
I no ho, my heart don't pump water, it pump liquor
Watch your step, I'll hit ya, I I'll split ya

Click-clack, everything I pack got hollow
I'm the of a thug, my whole click sellin' drugs
Ain't no love, if ya the CMB, we risin', drivin' Lexus and big body
Got them whole for ten a key, niggas think we tellin' tales

But on the real, we got thangs for half a sell
F.B.I. to nail, but our click covered up smooth
Whatever you do, or how you do, all on you
Hot Boy, 16, wit G's

This rap is the life, nigga ya wouldn't believe
What I go through and I see, it's amazin'
On the slick, six ounces, top twenty, I'm calculatin'
Hoes masturbation, shit's a trip

But I'm moola, fetti, cheese, green, my grip
don't slip, 'cause I got 10 clips and I flip for it
Nigga believe I'll rip a shit for it

In my city it's a struggle, you hustle to large
But you step or get on, times is hard
Shit get real, get bust, blood spill
It's 'bout havin' thangs, that's why I want a

In my city it's a struggle, you hustle to large
But you or get stepped on, times is hard
get real, head get bust, blood spill
It's 'bout havin' thangs, that's why I want a

Nigga, don't you trip 'cause I came up on a lick
And I'm servin' thirty gram for six
I got the sewed up now, come to me
I'll take ya to B., he down to ten a key

We got coke floatin' that U.P.T.
Glock totin', locin', in the GS3
In the Lexus 450 Cruiser, bruiser
Nigga let the age fool ya

Head bussa, Hot Boy, baller
The AK I pack is for manslaughter
My mind is to be respected, or ya come off
'Cause Uptown, no hesitation to set it off

Load it up, safety, and bust
Retaliation is a must, I don't a fuck
I'm checkmatin' niggas, that's on the real, so wuz
I'm full of that dope, scratchin', and I'm 'bout that

Is you 'bout that action, if not, clear a
I'm mad, I a nigga and an ounce is all he had
That's sad, you stun'n, ya wig
Doin' that petty hustlin', ain't up on shit

What's the reason, on the block all day
You ain't got nowhere to lay, that nickel and pay
You'll do better a K, bein' ready to spray
a muthafucka day, nigga be ready to spray

In my city it's a struggle, you hustle to large
But you step or get on, times is hard
Shit get real, head get bust, spill
'bout havin' thangs, that's why I want a mill

Spark the beef up like a lighter, I'm a rap writer
Every I spit, I get tighter and tighter
Keep it when I flow, hollow points I throw
Quick to a nigga down like a fuckin' lawn mow

Playin' a flow over the limit, in this business
Come wit shit, ya gotta listen, the fuckin' song finished
Young menace, sport Girbauds and Reebok
Nigga if I got beef, I spin a bin, spinnin'

Can't calm me down, I'm from Uptown
Call me, it's war wit an army, wit Tommy
Wit drums, a hundred plus comin' from 'em
I give a fuck, if I did 'em, then I done 'em

Take notes, bitches always try to be
Silent when you got money, but naughty when ya
Bustas wanna be ya when they know ya got coke
I alone all the time, bitch niggas catch a poke

I hustle hard for what I want, if I don't then I'm a broke
Wit no money on my block then you a nigga
I rap now, I put aside coke nigga
But if I gotta, I my duct tape and my rope nigga

In my city it's a struggle, you hustle to live
But you step or get stepped on, times is
Shit get real, head get bust, spill
It's 'bout thangs, that's why I want a mill

I a mil ticket mil ticket
(Gettin' wicked)
On the real, V.L., my Big Moe, 2-2-3
L.T., Adam, G.A., Ten

EightBall, Derek, Lil' Turk, Hot
My nigga got the Hummer
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