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Pistol packin' and money mackin' about the city Where killas keep it crackin', too dark and back In the jackin' was happenin' gafflin' many cacklin' Now we packaging and the addict will pop
Kansas City, Missouri the fury of the inner city Poverty stricken novelty spittin', me quick Into the bottom, we gotta be No frickin' apology given you trippin' we lick a
You get ready to brawl hometown, breakin' a jawbone You ain't a criminal, killa be to get up and fall on down Look at the dark side full of the hookers With choppers and the coppers they keep the rangin'
You ain't be killa gangsta to know that you can die Tryna hide sides thangs fo the dough the club Get the skippin' 'cuz trippin' off in the mo'
It doesn't matter Where you go, where you've Beautiful foreign you've been in Gun play rains, and shine Stay inside, you be fine
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It's a city where anybody can you bodily harm you walk on my city, hardly armed Hardly to show ya face, apes will erase With blades, blaze ya fo' the paper
Nowhere to hide on either of the wild, the Gucci The Prada, Krizz and the Millimeter holla, we scream Go get ya things go get you a thing, load it up hollow, ones light it up like a halogen
Look at the rate, no wonder why I hate niggas Keepin' they people, I'm 'em when you leavin' 'em people The bay they'll take 'em if it ain't in the day Hurry, get your people outta the cage, the
It's more than just a chaotic and if we ain't got it We plottin' of robbin' 'em for chips That'll be the of the beast to keep the peace I keeps my piece I'm in the Midwest
It doesn't really Where you go, you've been Beautiful foreign lands been in Gun play rains, summer and Stay inside, you should be
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Hands up if ya wit' it, up Did ya get it Midwest? Do ya dig it we the tough, we can get it manned up When ya make a big stress, wicked recognize us
Hands up if ya it, stand up Did ya get it Midwest? Do ya dig it we the Damn tough, we can get it up ya welcome to the Midwest
If you trippin' we ya a lobotomy, cannibal You couldn't imagine my psychology Poppin' better be the way ya thinkin' of me Get on top of me, quick I bring what I got on me
the money, the mackin', the murder is all that we know With the sun and the on the dirt I'ma gather me dough Ya hustlin' maybe the you can get it for low Get ya package pack it get it and go
Never walk in my city when better draw down Move the babies out the way, catch a in the K-town Boss in my city never crawl, never fall When the spray in ya way, ya betta lay down
Gangsta, mobstas, everybody 'Cuz in the town ya clown Around at the shows, pack the 'Cuz everybody silly, so get to hit the flo'
It doesn't really Where you go, you've been Beautiful foreign lands you've in Gun rains, summer and shine Stay inside, you be fine
Where you go, you've been Beautiful lands you've been in Gun rains, summer and shine Stay inside, you be fine
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