Luyện nghe bài hát 'N' My City

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

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

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

Click-clack, everything I pack got slugs
I'm the definition of a thug, my whole click sellin'
no love, if ya outside the CMB, we risin', drivin' Lexus and big body
Got whole thangs 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
you do, or how you do, it's all on you
Hot Boy, 16, wit G's

This rap game is the life, nigga ya believe
What I go through and what I see, 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
don't slip, 'cause I got 10 clips and I flip for it
Nigga believe I'll rip a shit for it

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

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

Nigga, don't you trip 'cause I came up on a lick
And I'm servin' thirty ounces 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 floatin' through that U.P.T.
Glock totin', locin', in the GS3
In the Lexus 450 Cruiser, bruiser
Nigga don't let the age ya

Head bussa, Hot Boy, young
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, release safety, and
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 'bout that action, if not, a path
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 comin' up on

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

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

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

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

Can't calm me down, 'cause I'm from
me, it's war wit an army, wit Tommy guns
Wit drums, a hundred shots comin' from 'em
I don't give a fuck, if I did 'em, I done 'em

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

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

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

I want a mil 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 Bubba got the Hummer
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