Lyrics:
think they can step to
A pretty seditty lady from the city
Looks are deceiving but my attitude is shitty
And don't try to step to me quick
Cause a 9mm in
, they know me
The Alpha Dog out the O, L-A-N to the SKY
The realest from my city, banging it in the South
You can keep the Zig-Zag, only Swisser in my
[E-40]
Huh? Want me to speak the real?
[Kaveo]
Speak the real man
[E-40]
Nigga speak the real
Speak the real
Speak the real
Speak
You can try to stop me i will end ya
Shit my killer instincts like cinder
Im a bad boy you better make it
Make it out fifty
Chopper city by position i
like Jarobi
And most likely openin' doors with the psyche
If it's a Mikey, they'll eat anything
Starving but hack or crush anything
Not stars from
the city looking
Back, you can actually
Pinpoint this transition, the very moment
Meek realized he could do this
Forever: he marked it
By cutting his hair
fast and furious
How many bands can I fit in the trunk are you curious?
Tell you straight like Benjamin Gates i can speak from experience
And I want you
Tumens swarm, arrows fly, thinning the outer ranks
Picking them off, one by one, before they reach the battleground
Besieged within the city walls,
of life, get a knife
Stick me in my heart till I
Bleed this time
Right by my side is my phone
That I'm gonna hide from all of
My lies. Fucken survive, get
IN THE STREETS 2.26.2013.wav
Dock Winters: [00:00:02] The streets say they need that brother spitting from the soul man spitting that reality. Here I
men
Look, mind state of a gangster from the 40's
Meet the business mind of Motown's Berry Gordy
Turn crack rock into a chain of 40/40's
Sorry my
a forty
Just to escape the scene of the
Crime cause it was gory
You rappers corny, there's nothing to glorify
I'm horrified by how many brothers
Left before
You said you would be there when I needed You said you would be there[00:29.77]I can't see it[00:30.92]I hate it so I numb all the feelings, I crush
Don't get it twisted, boy, the city wicked, it'll crush you with its feet
from broke, the forty won't choke plus a niggas still elope
Only 'cause
[Chorus]
Raised by them hustles them dealers on the block
It was
[Freddie Foxxx]
When I was small I made pause tapes for "Super Sperm"
Rappin in high school, drinkin forties, smokin sherm
Listen to Cold Crush
My city, my city, my city, my city, my city
My city, my city, my city, my city, my city
We only ride for the c h i
We only roll for the c-a-go
Could
of Hassans
Should've known from the gate, who's the baddest
In my zone, Don Corleone, wanted
For the murder of forty men
Ordered to hit and watch him kill
I remember you from way back
Think I had a crush in school
And little mama she a twin and something 'bout that get me wet
I might treat them both
keep a strap in every city on the map?
Why must I be like that?
Why must I keep a strap in every city on the map?
[E-40]
Check it out, stick
these forties hoes I hit em grip em flip em hips I grip em suck them titties I gotta chick up in every city that cant wait 'til my next visit if I get any
the greatest MC of all time
When I created rhyme for the simple fact
When I attack I crush your pride
My intention to ride, every time all night
I'm faced
the greatest MC of all time
When I created rhyme for the simple fact
When I attack I crush your pride
My intention to ride, every time all night
I'm faced
lose a dollar you end up losing a friend
Imma bruise and offend all you noobs who attend
How you sign a 360 you look stupid again
40 acres and a mule
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