The only place to be The of all controversy end of the Mississippi Welcome to the
Pistol packin' and money mackin' about the city killas keep it crackin', too dark and gritty back In the dizzy was happenin' gafflin' many cacklin' Now we packaging and the addict will pop
City, Missouri feel the fury of the inner city Poverty novelty spittin', follow me quick Into the bottom, we gotta be No frickin' given you trippin' we lick a shot
You get to brawl hometown, breakin' a jawbone clown You a criminal, killa be ready to get up and fall on down Look at the dark side full of the gangbangin' With choppers and the coppers keep the thangs rangin'
You ain't gotta be killa gangsta to know you can die Tryna sides thangs fo the dough after the club Get the skippin' they trippin' off in the mo'
It really matter you go, where you've been Beautiful foreign you've been in Gun rains, summer and shine Stay inside, you should be
I'll show you, me to the Midwest
It's a where anybody can cause you bodily harm you walk on my city, hardly armed Hardly safe to ya face, apes will erase With blades, blaze ya fo' the paper
Nowhere to on either side of the wild, the Gucci The Prada, Krizz and the Millimeter follow'll holla, we Go get ya things 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 seekin' 'em 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 than just a lil' chaotic and if we ain't got it We plottin' of robbin' 'em for chips be the nature of the beast to keep the peace I keeps my piece when I'm in the
It doesn't matter you go, where you've been Beautiful foreign lands been in Gun rains, summer and shine Stay inside, you be fine
I'll show you, me to the Midwest
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, hella recognize us
Hands up if ya wit' it, up Did ya get it Midwest? Do ya dig it we the Damn tough, we can get it up When ya to the Midwest
If you we givin' ya a lobotomy, cannibal You Hannibal couldn't imagine my Poppin' be the way ya thinkin' of stoppin' me Get on top of me, quick 'fore I bring I got on me
Click the money, the mackin', the murder is all that we With the sun and the black on the I'ma gather me dough Ya hustlin' the place you can get it for low Get ya pack it gotta get it and go
walk in my city when alone better draw down Move the babies out the way, catch a stray in the Boss in my never crawl, never fall down When the millimeter in ya way, ya betta lay down
Gangsta, mobstas, knows in the town ya wanna clown Around at the shows, pack the 'Cuz silly, so get ready to hit the flo'
It doesn't matter you go, where you've been Beautiful lands you've been in Gun play rains, and shine Stay inside, you will be
Where you go, where been Beautiful foreign lands you've in Gun play rains, summer and inside, you will be fine
I'll show you, me Welcome to the