Lyrics:
gon say this and that
These people must be stuck
Inside a time machine from the past
I’m out here having fun
And living life I’m having a blast
York, big city of dreams
And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from outta town
But I'm down by law,
shit, I make the rules that I live by
In and out the house, late at night, and plus I got high
The homies influenced me to be the G of all G's
before my paper was tight
Boo, you's a real bitch
I write that real shit
That them niggaz just got to get with
I bounce in and out of town just like
Aye, walking through town with my baggage
I might be sad, whatever, I'm thuggin' it out
Cruising the city just rapping
Homie in passenger seat, these
All I need is a partner in crime
Call up the homies and hope they might
Say they down to paint the town red tonight
Look in the closet and pull out
shirt
Better tell them I ain't playin'
Because it's all fun and games
Until somebody get hurt
[Bridge:]
Ain't a damn thing change
I still keep
hahahaha
we got a bag full of bullets in this bitch with no name on them
you know what I'm saying
when you been hit by the bitch
you know it was ment
the town you need more fitness
Bringing in sums from how I summarize
Winnebago summer nights
E.P.T ain't nothing nice
Takes about a hustla's life
But I never
the knack!
Dance! Dance! Dance! / We can last all night
We’ll be here / here in the morning
Fun! Fun! Fun! / ‘Til they throw us out
Wave our arms and we shout…
it's only brick and stone
I love small towns and I love big crowds, I guess that's just how I roll
'Cause I'm surrounded by the people that I love
to be ignorant, but I'm leaving town in a little bit
Miami nights, ain't another one, until the buzz go away lets have a little fun
Paradise, get away,
on designer shoes
In the trap sacking up dope
And I'm fresh as a fool
I let her suck my dick for fun
But she had a baby by you
That SV watch freeze
Love me
Cause you might face a gun tower.
And time never run out,
They take the fun out, til your life run out.
So don't pull your gun out,
If you ever want
York, big city of dreams
And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from outta town
But I'm down by law,
clique to the T-O-P on G-O-D with B.o.B.
Tell by the hat, you could tell by the tat, you could tell how I act, you could tell how I rap that I represent
Hahahaha
We got a bag full of bullets in this bitch with no name on them
You know what I'm saying
When you been hit by the bitch
You know it was ment
embarrassing your town
Walking around with the Gay Pride parade crown
Silicone raps underneath that pink gown
Posing as a killer when you living as a clown
like a war zone,
Or even Vietnam,
Not at the movies but you still see the died come.
And a nigga catch a slug,
Caps' be pulled for fun foo,
You
always in and out of town
I'm always up and down
Tryna chase this pound
Oh yeah
My nigga cutting down these trees
And stack up his p's
No matter
the drop on the V He gon' peel It like
And I'm like
And they call me C Huncho
Big P.G.E
Big D.U.E
Bitch It means double up
She love me and I had enough
don’t play dat shit
I heard they talkin’ to the feds
And that they singin’ on me
Still I’m walkin’ round the town
With the glizzy on me
And I ain’t
bitches head between my legs like power drives
P, you remember setting them bitches down in packy town on top them cans
Thought we got Jamar his first nut,
My name is sunshine
We can take a drive straight down to the seaside
Meantime roll around town throwing peace signs
Seems like sun's out
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