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Let me take you to the wicked wicked
Where niggaz carry chrome and the best die
Where we push up in the corners that we for
City from the shores breeds and Vice Lords

Bustin' pistols while we runnin' the five, oh
Hit the adversaries up because we drive

Oh, I'm a killa mayne, standin' on these
Hustlin' for my mayne and if you try to move
as I hear one shot
I'ma let the tec and desert eagle ride

If I have to I'll commit a murder just to
Tell me you thought I'm from a city
Where they gang and I got that thang thang

Get it however you it cop a fo' and then split
Hustle hard and work way up 'til you holdin' a brick
Cop an ounce of this I got the flyest shit in town
Bet you a week you'll be able to get a pound

Go ahead and drop you can on 24s to get around
Gettin' paper make me feel

Let me see all of my gangsters up in Chi-Town
Let me see all of my come up in Brooklyn
Let me see all of my come up in the Bay

Let me see all of my come up in Houston
Let me see all of my come up in ATL
Let me see all of my come up MIA

Now let me take you to the motherfuckin'
City of the chrome, get up for standin' outside
Don't talk no or you can end up on prime time
My nigga Ty Nitti be down the nine-nine

That's where the lurks, I done been out there
them niggaz put in blood work
When I'm in the you can always smell the scent of purple
These always gettin' money in they inner circle

Fuck with 'em they fin' to hurt you, gotta get they on
Necessary they quick to put the mask on
Then they gotta put the mash on, steady bustin' at other
I take a and bust my strap and scream out, "Free my brother"

Bitch ass motherfuckers, I'm about to 'em out
If they hit me before get me I'ma take 'em out
If we successful we gon' a blunt and cruise home
Introduce him to his new charger with no shoes on the haters move on

In to set up now, gotsa hold the block down
Gettin' make me feel like

Let me see all of my gangsters up in Chi-Town
Let me see all of my hustlers come up in
Let me see all of my come up in the Bay

Let me see all of my killers come up in
Let me see all of my come up in ATL
Let me see all of my come up MIA

Now let me take you to the motherfuckin'
Where the true thugs and the members of the mob at
Know somebody, call them out or try to tell them later
they tell you, where you from? when they catch you on the elevator

The fiends lurkin', niggaz serve in hallways
Can't say shit 'cause they be money all day

Mercedes parked out front, chillin' with a hat to the left
In the ride with the glock cocked a blunt
300Z with the Lamborghini do's and some with a big ol' project booty
And the beat hot but the cops wanna come to hold the work
He got that so they can't do nothin' to me

Seventh flo' with the 'dro now, flo' by the rocks now
Gettin' make me feel like

Let me see all of my gangsters up in Chi-Town
Let me see all of my hustlers up in Brooklyn
Let me see all of my riders up in the Bay

Let me see all of my killers up in Houston
Let me see all of my come up in ATL
Let me see all of my niggaz up MIA

Yeah, oh six shit
For all the real and bitches to ride to
Not none of that ol' lame ass, metaphoric ass, ol' goofy
some of that real shit, that Chi-Town shit
That shit, fool, Twista bitch