The real place to be The of all controversy end of the Mississippi Welcome to the
Pistol packin' and money mackin' rappin' about the Where killas keep it crackin', too and gritty back In the dizzy jackin' was happenin' many cacklin' Now we crack and the addict will pop
Kansas City, Missouri feel the fury of the city Poverty novelty spittin', follow me quick Into the bottom, we gotta be No frickin' apology given you trippin' we lick a
You get ready to brawl hometown, a jawbone clown You ain't a criminal, killa be to get up and fall on down at the dark side full of the gangbangin' hookers With and the coppers they keep the thangs rangin'
You gotta be killa gangsta to know that you can die Tryna hide sides fo the dough after the club Get the skippin' they trippin' off in the mo'
It doesn't really Where you go, where been Beautiful foreign lands you've in Gun play rains, and shine Stay inside, you should be
show you, follow me Welcome to the
It's a city where anybody can cause you harm When you 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 side of the wild, the The Prada, Krizz and the Millimeter follow'll holla, we Go get ya some things go get you a thing, it up With hollow, ones light it up a halogen
Look at the rate, no wonder why I hate niggas Keepin' they people, I'm seekin' 'em when you 'em people The bay take 'em away if it ain't in the day Hurry, get your people outta the cage, the
more than just a lil' 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 matter Where you go, where been Beautiful foreign lands been in Gun rains, summer and shine inside, you should be fine
I'll 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 a big stress, hella 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 When ya welcome to the
If you trippin' we ya a lobotomy, cannibal You couldn't imagine my psychology Poppin' better be the way ya of stoppin' me Get on top of me, quick 'fore I bring I got on me
Click the money, the mackin', the is all that we know With the sun and the on the dirt I'ma gather me dough Ya maybe the place you can get it for low Get ya package it gotta get it and go
Never walk in my city when alone better draw Move the babies out the way, catch a stray in the 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 wanna Around at the shows, the milli 'Cuz everybody silly, so get to hit the flo'
It really matter Where you go, you've been Beautiful foreign lands you've in Gun play rains, summer and inside, you will be fine
Where you go, where been Beautiful foreign lands you've in Gun play rains, summer and Stay inside, you will be
I'll show you, me to the Midwest