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City!
This is for all them big makin niggaz in detroit.
I know ya' ridin high boy, i know ya' high.
I might skate my city 500 dry, just gotta fresh fade from the barber shop.
Gonna up my nigga we gonna hit the strip, got the 3-5-7 just incase we trip.
get a lil' drunk might smoke some weed, and fuck with some hoes thats all we need.
I'ma' real ass nigga that neva' fake, if you feel like me nigga yo' break.
See i made this shit fo' them niggaz who roll, Tony Montana out control.
From the can't no nigga out there fuck wit' me.
I'm gettin (mailed?) fuck a jail cell, post bail, Esham gettin who you gonna tell.
cho' punk ass! I blast! Any muthafucka runnin' up in the ski mask.
Never out done out doin', titty bar bitches is the hoes i'm screwin'.
Why? cause all my did they addicted ta' sellin Yayo and yellin' hey hoe.
If you don't know i think you better go axe somebody a real nigga hoe YO!

Bitch! you betta axe somebody! (bitch you axe somebody)
Cause i don't talk! (i don't just talk baby, thats right)
(repeat)
I don't just talk it comes to makin' my (snouts?)
Cause i wuz slangin' rocks way before all rappers.
On The coner dimes, FUCK the ryhmes young nigga came up through them hard times.
I'ma' seven mile ride, glidin big bluntin' ain't no picture in if ya' frame.
The fall of the friends Robbey and I, now niggaz in my city like do or die.
All i do is smoke weed and fuck these hoes, em' waitin by the phone hopin they get chose.
All you punk ass niggas be hatin'.
Cause i'm this money strait regulatin'.
And you be ill all counterfeit.
Ain't about no buisnes you all bullshit.
Get yo' shit together, stop on the next niggaz dick and lovin these tricks.
It all started as a toddler, .45 swallower to the foot step follower.
Slang' an oz. wanna' know me bitches wanna know my bidness cause ya' nosey.
I'm thinkin how can i come up on the 8 feet, i never let the money get chance to get from me.
Street polaticin', hood rat dick stickin, Call me Sanders cause i got the fried chicken.
Ill life wicked make me real trife, i bring the thought up it's all about "Reel Life"

Bitch! you betta axe somebody! (bitch you axe somebody)
Cause i don't just talk! (i just talk baby, thats right)
(repeat)
Voice: You better ask somebody, if you talk.
(repeat 4x)