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a couple tricks 
we might pull up in your city 
BikelyfeX take over shit




This Bikelyfe shit I’m bout it bout it 
He say popping wheelies 
and running

Some girls like a boy born and raised in a city
Yeah, the ones that never heard George Strait or Keith Whitley
Like a high rise view and a high

outside a week when I walked right in
To G5ive cruisin' through the city, runnin' every light
If you miss the line, you be waitin' outside every night

That

Punk police are afraid of me, huh
A young nigger on the warpath
And when I finish, it's gonna be a bloodbath
Of cops dyin' in L.A.
Yo, Dre, I got

bein profiled by the cop
I be like "I just bought it" he'll be like "lil boy stop"
Mad because I'm shinin and they gotta work til 6 oclock
Callus on my

I don't do no ultimatums, I done grew into my visions
I am God in the flesh, and I'm above yo' intuitions
I go hard by myself, and I don't need no

Another queen
With a broken heart

Sayin that she gon
Fall apart

Pick yo head up baby
Cause you know that bitches run the world

Shinin bright
jsut

(We out tonight, we in the ride, yeah)
(Hand in her thighs, smile shinin' bright, yeah)
(Wolves out tonight, moon is high)
(I'm alive with

all the city lights
Holding on I'm sitting tight
All in all, I'm in it like
Fill up my cup, I'm enslaved by the bottle
Cop a couple pills of pop,

It Comes To those I Be Pimpin Like I Supposed To
Rollin LIke I Supposed To
Shinin Like I Supposed To
In The Club, Freakin' With Honeys Like I Supposed

I got silver on my neck they keep me shinin'
Yes I'm vibin' smoke got me glidin'
I got too much on my mind can't be decidin'
I'm gone slide in yes

you let me be myself
You my girl, you know I got you, i just hope you love yourself
Going in the ground by myself, thats why i be ridin' by myself
I

Suspect

Nas

It Was Written

1996

Them niggas is shinin', everythin', you know what I'm sayin'?
Them niggas is gettin' my money, yo
Them niggas is gettin' my money, yo
Yo, fuck that,

Cashjunky Baby
Knowatimtalmbout
Roll up some gas roll up a plane I take me trip to ease the pain
N-ggas gone hate me just stay in yo lane
Im

face That damn bitch got gold plates
Yo girl's in my place With my cash so you ain't
These are the things that I can afford Bull in a blind and spit some

your ally
You merely adopted the dark
I was born in it
Molded by it
I didn't see the light until i was already a man
By then it was nothing to me but

Doom
I just nutted in yo bitch she better pop a Plan B
I'm runnin' with bombs Call of Duty finna plant B
Ain't take no DNA test but she call me daddy
My

Chorus:
They learned readin', writin', Route 23
To the jobs that lay waiting in those cities' factories
They learned readin', writin', roads

My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
The relevance

Stop by, tryna see a nigga
All I buy is these trees, king
100 ki's in them

Bout time my grind gone pay me
I'm Shinin' Wildin' daily
Top down when I'm driving crazy, I don't care don't bother me yeah
Don't mind if she walks

diamonds
No time on my Roley cuz I'm livin timeless
Killin the track by myself u can't fight it
U know we the best
But yo ass tryna hide it
They hearin flow

for my village, yeah
I do it for my pe (Aye, yes, sir)
And the blood drippin' by the gallons (Grr)
Dolo in the whip, I solo any clique
It's not

m.A.A.d city

MC Eiht

Good Kid, M.A.A.D. City

2012

If Pirus and Crips all got along
They'd probably gun me down by the end of this song
Seem like the whole city go against me
Every time I'm in

great
Is the elegant taste
Of the artists and musicians
Who reside in this place
That's why I pull up
On your table like
Yo
Let's be friends
We
In