Luyện nghe bài hát 'N' My City

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

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

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

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

But on the real, we got whole thangs for a sell
F.B.I. tryin' to nail, but our click covered up
you do, or how you do, it's 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, thirty six ounces, top twenty, I'm
Hoes catchin' masturbation, a trip

But I'm moola, fetti, cheese, green, my grip
Nigga slip, 'cause I got 10 clips and I flip for it
Nigga I'll rip a nigga shit for it

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

In my city it's a struggle, you hustle to live
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

Nigga, don't you trip I done 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 coke floatin' through U.P.T.
Glock totin', locin', in the GS3
In the Lexus 450 Cruiser, block
don't let the age fool 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, there's no to set it off

Load it up, safety, and bust
Retaliation is a must, I give a fuck
I'm checkmatin' niggas, on the real, so wuz happenin'
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 jacked a nigga and an 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 ain't got nowhere to lay, nickel and dime pay
You'll do better grabbin' a K, ready to spray
Make a day, nigga be ready to spray

In my city it's a struggle, you hustle to large
But you step or get stepped on, is hard
get real, head get bust, blood spill
It's 'bout havin' thangs, 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
to chop a nigga down like a fuckin' lawn mow

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

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

notes, bitches always try to be close
Silent when you got money, but naughty ya broke
Bustas wanna be ya boys 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 broke
Wit no money on my block then you a joke
I rap now, I put aside that coke
But if I gotta, I my duct tape and my rope nigga

In my city it's a struggle, you to live large
But you or get stepped on, times is hard
Shit get real, head get bust, spill
It's havin' thangs, that's 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, Turk, Hot Boys
My nigga got the Hummer
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