Lyrics:
loving
Cause you're more than worth it to me
I could feel the intimacy
By the way you're starring at me
Yeah I digging your style
I see you digging my
West Side is the town you will see me
Run through the city with the gold weed
Stop by my crew my homies
Ain't gonna do much just smoke weed
West
and a-huggin'
Sure is mellow, glad that I'm her fellow
And I know that she knocks me off my feet
Have mercy on me!
'Cause she knocks me off my feet
Can you
covers my face
I am an outcast to my family
A stranger to my own mother's children
Since zeal for your house consumes me
I am scorned by those who scorn
Golly, more of that bullshit ice rap
I got to apologize to Mos and Kweli (Kweli)
But is it cool to rap about gold
If I told the world I copped it from
It began when they come took me from my home
And put me in Dead Row,
Of which I am nearly wholly innocent, you know.
And I'll say it again
whoa!
I'm poppin', I'm poppin', I'm poppin', I'm mobbin', I'm mobbin', I'm all through your city Like whoa!
Carolina's own
Got gold bars on my iPhone
You
know you heard of me
You probably know some bitch niggaz who wanna murder me
Busta Reggie Murray Ramp and Mercy's all we need for disaster
For me
There, beyond the bounds of you weak imagination
Lie the noble towers of my city, bright and gold.
Let me take you there, show you a living story
Let
There, beyond the bounds of you weak imagination
Lie the noble towers of my city, bright and gold.
Let me take you there, show you a living story
Let
find my way to you
So tell me when you're done
Leave my heart alone
I left just to stay on my
only time I feel alright
Is when someone is by my side
I came upon a carriage
That was sitting by the road
It took me to a city
With a river made of gold
Ooooh, Lord, have some mercy
Your angels always
(Turnin' up the city)
Beat a nigga block, none of my opps be fuckin' with me (No they aint)
We gon' empty out a clip, show no mercy, ain't no pity (No pity)
that might befall them
From the evil and depraved.
Well my city had its cngel
Oh! c hero still, to me,
c docker with a heart of gold,
Called Jemmy
peaches in a basket by the pearly gates
When my race is run
Hear that angel sound
May the good Lord show me mercy
Send me back down south
Send me back
gone fade me
Got me deep in this game, some niggaz don't change
Have mercy on P, just tryin' to have change
In my pockets I'm knockin', the feds can't
fail me!
I said, a city full of tattletales
Full of spirit's, full of Jezebells
Where they quick to cast a magic spell
In Jesus name though
We send them
the pit
Full of emptiness and wrath
And the fire that burns in it
Nobody to rescue me
Nobody would dare
I was going down for the last time
But by
No mercy only real Gs surrounding me,
I can't fuck wit no bitch niggas that's watching me,
Open doors a real nigga I got the key,
To the top sky
drop-top white Corvette
Now he's buying keys, making G's
And all the girls say "Won't you please
Take me" In the City of Dope
See I'm hard as hell, no
knocks me off my feet
Have mercy on me
'Cause she knocks me off my feet
There is no girl in the whole world
That can love me like you do
My baby
to death by wrecking everything the game brings me
Left and Right punches thrown till the bell rings. Heavyweight till the lady sings
You'll be the phantom
Word to the pusher, nigga never kept a job
Boobie gave me game
We used to sell dope and rob
I left a stain off in Carol City
My last name should
And by the end of the day we’d have cars and game boys
Who would have thought things would change
I mean me and Steven was tighter than Tini’s coming
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