Did you call a taxi? you going, my brother? Up town, ya me Calliope go 'cross the Bra and make a left
I'll be up town my niggas Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea I'll be hangin' up With my Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea
Up town baby, clown, baby It goes down, baby, I'm my rounds, baby Up town CP3, nigga, my stay hot You dorgenois , nigga, I got it on lock From the Mac to the Meph to the Nigga in the at night, fool, anything goes
Rose is the spot were I stash the glock Hoody Hoo Run forest, here the cops Nigga, second line badge where my get killed R.I.P. T' shirts, nigga, to remember the
Sam Skulley got killed and Big got Life My cousin Jimmy did 8 But now trying to change his life
be hangin' up town With my Yea, yea, yea, yea I'll be up town my niggas Yea, yea, yea, yea
Now, let me take you to the of the choppers Pussy and body droppers Crooked cops and shops the cop shopper, you get your hands on a bird Don't say a word, there is a million Spots no Coke to serve
When you see them nigga swerve in the And you get no bus pass To get ski mask and get a click But sure it, niggas, you been fucking with Get a 'bout that murder, murder and sucking dick
On the slick doe and the akickdoes And I think it was them nigga out that 'Cause had them black macs and bombers But you hear that me, I can't talk, I can't see Look, matter when it happen, I was overseas with P
And how a nigga be, I be on GT with Wiz and Boo When them people spin in, my niggas holla, "Oop oop" And if a find ya, we second line behind ya, blow some in your memories, sportin' Tee's to remind ya we still
I'll be hangin' up With my Yea, yea, yea, yea I'll be up town my niggas Yea, yea, yea, yea
Now if you for me, playa When I'm down in the You get with me then hit me Or come in Calliope and get me
For real ask Whine and I be in the cut Me, Boo Gee and Tee Dee We be shit up
Feel my rounds, uptown them tuff guys on the Just Slim and Marcello They got Nolia on lock And that Rose
I'm chilling right in of Randall pictures hit cha but ask Victor We'll be with cha
I'll let Lil Cory a story while he downin' a 5th I hit the spliff, pass it to Tweet and CP3 We make a move and the House of Blues full of Tequila We left the daquiri shop, them po po's the block
And now, back to the, back to the Calliope The driveway in the middle of court I lil' daddy 'cause it's a Calliope thing And up town is the place where I chill and
I'll be up town With my Yea, yea, yea, yea I'll be hangin' up my niggas