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When I get the sweats in my room and I cry When I have decision where I live or I die Do I Play it safe or fuck the city up where I ride

Probably not

Young man don't feel cold
Your just caught in a system that's broke
By the tree in my soul
Said my fortunes would be gold
Bought a ticket out the city

upping the score

I'm from a city they throwing a four
I tell my people don't pour up a four
I tell my people don't play with they nose
I tell my people go

the one
If you try me bitch, you're fucking done
No questions asked
As a matter of fact
Boutta put our city on the fucking map
I'm making waves while you

Beijing
(for Li Feng)

waking up i feel alive
youre laying by my side
and today these streets wont be the same
stepping out into the grey
its another

Yeah we young
We city punks
We get drunk by the river
‘Till it's dark
Yeah we young
Feelings gone
We gon’ pass along the bottle
‘Till we swung

Yeah

City, Half Moon Bay
(Half Moon Bay, California)
The city was gold and the town was red
Every cop in the area wishing we was dead
I knew my dad was

high
Chilling in the M with my folks by my side
If you looking for that spinach then
Just hit my line
Cause I'm riding round the city yeah let's slide

Fireworks they buy in Tecate
Stereos you throw on the curb
You heard a terse pan-hand alley coin toss
The faux-car wash off-ramp beggars earn
Why do city

around with a three, I'll leave you RIP
I'm Trix, saying this ain't city by the sea

Niggas lose their life for sunshine and palm trees
I'm YMCA
Top hitter

cash by the hour





got us on corners 

You need that 

I got it



days I woke up

Heard my homie got shot at



Blacks getting rich man that just be

Wanging in the city and I Brought my little shorty
Got the drako in the back and She carryin a 40
Spray you niggas we da skunks This shit make me

the same as before but can you blame me
Shit is always changing I don't wanna stay the same anymore
Rosemary and time gold candles and wine
Legs weak in

Time passes by
Though I may never see you
Because the occasional
Breakfast for two

We played out our hands
We put our gold to our eyes
How we saw

Dear Dirty Dublin

It was down by the markets I heard an ould song —
c balladeer's voice, above the loud throng —
He sang of his city, a place I

with the gang
Up in Cloud City with my rose colored frames in flames, now that's a visual
We used to spare our last damn bill and fall asleep in white

Going through the city yeah
Found one girl that's pretty yeah
Oh woah woah
Yeah
Yeah
It's DLO
Rolling through the city I'm just trying to share my

got a dime
To my goddamn name
Cities made of dreams
Streets littered with cheats
Who knew everything I'd want
Would bring me to my knees
I've seen gold

it was fangs
Drop in that bitch and I'm falling down just like Titanic
Woo, Woo
Taking you around in my city, my city's Atlantis
Woo, Woo
Take you

to cages
Freestyling can't wet all my pages
Living fast everybody impatient
I'm from a city where niggas vacation
Come to the opposite side of the beach
Why

didn't make it work (ooh)
Riding thru the city like freeway rick 
Expanding my network tryna get rich
I found me a plug my wi-fi lit
Quit acting scared go

to the bull
So niggas know we'on lack
The city of soul
The city of gold
The city where they carrying heat
So bodies get cold
Its never gets old
I'm never gone

Smoked this city Down to the roach
Thought by now It'd feel like home
I'm always reachin For my coat
Where else Would I even go

This cities Where I

cash man I’m talking about lieutenants
 Tenants tenants all yall tenants
 Hip-hop my house and my niggas got the senate
 Minutes hours keep going by 
My