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I am the king of the city, top down windows, I'm puffin' Diddy
Ridin' 'cause the haters mad, team gritty
your horn twice if your missies lookin' pretty

I am the king of the city, top down windows, I'm puffin' like
Ridin' 'cause the face mad, team gritty
Honk horn twice if your missies lookin' pretty

Well, if you run wit your niggas, then I with my killas
Mo you will never have a woman, yeah as as I'm the dealer
you feelin', sure you want some
I brought my slums, cats play like
And money in sums and navigators and guns

mamas wit sons, ain't afraid to let you have it
If you trip their loved ones you tripled your fare
I hear most is and no no
You best get on mark, get set and go go
Like Jagged Edge ya more Def than So So
Type of person continue sit in the front row

Get your hands out my pocket, you want just blow blow
The only bird I get wit is the doe-doe
They be like oh, oh, it's they screamin' from the back
[Incomprehensible] is when I hit 'em wit the axe
Put ya gun away and you might live to see day
Come in head, run and done and bustin' like

I am the of the city, top down windows, I'm puffin' like Diddy
Ridin' 'cause the haters mad, team gritty
Honk your horn twice if your missies lookin'

I am the of the city, top down windows, I'm puffin' like Diddy
Ridin' 'cause the face mad, team gritty
your horn twice if your missies lookin' pretty

Asked around you got a Range, boy I had wheels
Aiyyo you think you gotta little change, yeah my love me truly
I remember you use to shoot thang, ya never knew me
And ya used to gangs, uh-huh

Yo, I rock Vokal, it's either Timb's or Nikes
When I step in my Prada, rock the ice
When the 'Tics do a show, rock the mic
Born in "New Jack City" Wesley Snipes

a SS M.C. with racing stripes
Runnin' two P's of L.G., flip it
Hang with cats who bust and they don't think twice
Nothing but shots, no coming back twice

All I knew was hustling and rolling the
Scraping up dimes for whole-orders of China Men
Now I my life for publishing rights
everything gonna be aight

St. Lunatics at the bowl, top row gettin' super blowed
Rams on the 24 down two to go, now we in the Louis tho
It's two below degrees, I'm drivin' about 103
With a S.T.L. hat on, top down a blunt
You know I'm wit the windows up

I be the young dude Chief into kung-fu sun-do
Come through, Beanie Man, you really want to
How come you, think you can, I'm from the
the muddy Mississippi might sink you, man
I'm getting in the Range with the brains blown out
With TV's, the wood and them thangs rolled out

I am the king of the city, top windows, I'm puffin' like Diddy
'cause the haters face mad, team gritty
Honk horn twice if your missies lookin' pretty

I am the king of the city, top down windows, I'm puffin' Diddy
Ridin' 'cause the haters face mad, team
Honk your horn twice if missies lookin' pretty

It's like a hot day in July, just bangin' when I guys
It's the credible, edible, federal when I'm
On the hills on the lane, '64 Chevy the
Blown, gone, spread foam, wood and

How you mama, my name is Lee
I be the fabulous M.C you of
St. Lunatics, up, I'm like "Okay," all the sun out
Ice down but I pull a gun out

Feel that bow down, it's rap verbally peelin' cats off da map
shake 16 bars of earthquake
If I do the whole song boom, Vietnam
You see it wrong, so I'ma gone you alone
Put my mind on, who I'ma bone to take home
Got mine, get cha own, a cell call Big Tone
Need some Air Max 'cuz dem boys bobbin' stone and a

I am the king of the city, top down windows, I'm puffin' like
Ridin' the haters face mad, team gritty
Honk your horn twice if your missies lookin'

I am the of the city, top down windows, I'm puffin' like Diddy
Ridin' 'cause the face mad, team gritty
Honk your horn twice if your missies lookin'

I am the king of the city, top windows, I'm puffin' like Diddy
'cause the haters face mad, team gritty
Honk your horn twice if missies lookin' pretty

I am the king of the city, top windows, I'm puffin' like Diddy
'cause the haters face mad, team gritty
Honk horn twice if your missies lookin' pretty