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

Bitch! you betta axe somebody! (bitch you axe somebody)
Cause i just talk! (i don't just talk baby, thats right)
(repeat)
I don't just when it comes to makin' my (snouts?)
i wuz slangin' rocks way before all them rappers.
On The sellin dimes, FUCK the ryhmes young nigga came up through them hard times.
I'ma' mile ride, beers glidin big bluntin' ain't no picture in if ya' frame.
The fall of the best friends Robbey and I, now niggaz in my like do or die.
All i do is smoke and fuck these hoes, have em' waitin by the phone hopin they get chose.
All you ass niggas be player hatin'.
Cause i'm makin 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 bullet swallower to the foot follower.
Slang' an oz. niggaz wanna' know me bitches wanna know my bidness 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 Cernal Sanders cause i got the chicken.
Ill life wicked make me real trife, i bring the thought up it's all about "Reel Life"

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