The real place to be The of all controversy West end of the Welcome to the
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 crack and the will pop
Kansas City, Missouri feel the fury of the inner stricken novelty spittin', follow me quick Into the bottom, we gotta be No frickin' apology given you trippin' we a shot
You get ready to brawl hometown, breakin' a jawbone You ain't a criminal, killa be ready to get up and fall on Look at the dark side of the gangbangin' hookers With choppers and the coppers they keep the rangin'
You ain't gotta be gangsta to know that you can die Tryna hide thangs fo the dough after the club Get the skippin' 'cuz they off in the mo'
It doesn't really you go, where you've been Beautiful foreign lands been in Gun play rains, summer and Stay inside, you should be
I'll you, follow me Welcome to the
It's a city anybody can cause you bodily harm When you walk on my city, hardly Hardly to show ya face, apes will erase With blades, blaze ya fo' the paper
Nowhere to hide on either side of the wild, the The Prada, Krizz and the Millimeter holla, we scream Go get ya some go get you a thing, load it up With hollow, ones light it up like a
Look at the crime rate, no why I hate niggas Keepin' they people, I'm 'em when you leavin' 'em people The bay they'll 'em away if it ain't in the day Hurry, get your people outta the cage, the
It's than just a lil' chaotic and if we ain't got it We plottin' of 'em for they chips That'll be the nature of the beast to keep the I keeps my piece when I'm in the
It really matter Where you go, where you've Beautiful foreign lands been in Gun play rains, and shine Stay inside, you be fine
show you, follow me Welcome to the
Hands up if ya it, stand up Did ya get it Do ya dig it we the shizer? tough, we can get it manned up When ya make a big stress, hella recognize us
Hands up if ya it, stand up Did ya get it Midwest? Do ya dig it we the tough, we can get it manned up When ya to the Midwest
If you we givin' ya a lobotomy, cannibal You Hannibal couldn't imagine my Poppin' better be the way ya of stoppin' 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 black on the dirt I'ma me dough Ya hustlin' maybe the you can get it for low Get ya package pack it get it and go
walk in my city when alone better draw down Move the babies out the way, a stray in the K-town Boss in my city never crawl, never fall When the millimeter spray in ya way, ya betta lay
Gangsta, mobstas, knows 'Cuz in the town ya clown at the shows, pack the milli 'Cuz silly, so get ready to hit the flo'
It doesn't really Where you go, you've been Beautiful foreign lands been in Gun play rains, summer and Stay inside, you be fine
Where you go, you've been foreign lands you've been in Gun play rains, and shine Stay inside, you be fine
show you, follow me Welcome to the