Luyện nghe bài hát 'N' My City

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

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

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

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

But on the real, we got whole thangs for 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

rap game is the life, nigga ya wouldn't believe
What I go and what I see, it's amazin'
On the slick, thirty six ounces, top twenty, I'm
catchin' masturbation, shit's a trip

But I'm 'bout moola, fetti, cheese, green, my
Nigga don't slip, 'cause I got 10 clips and I 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 stepped on, is hard
Shit get real, get bust, blood spill
It's 'bout thangs, that's why I want a mill

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

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

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

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

it up, release safety, and bust
Retaliation is a must, I give a fuck
I'm checkmatin' niggas, that's on the real, so wuz
I'm full of that dope, scratchin', and I'm that action

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

the reason, bein' on the block all day
You got nowhere to lay, that nickel and dime pay
You'll do better a K, bein' ready to spray
Make a muthafucka day, nigga be ready to

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

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

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

calm me down, 'cause I'm from Uptown
Call me, war wit an army, wit Tommy guns
Wit drums, a plus shots comin' from 'em
I give a fuck, if I did 'em, then I done 'em

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

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

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

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

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