Lyrics:
leave that bitch
I be chewing on pills just to ease that shit
Fuck a bitch only diamonds is what imma crush on
I know niggas plotting this forty I clutch
Oh, yeah
Ooo
I'm just a young nigga', flame spitta', beat killa'
Your woman crush's favorite tongue kisser
I eat music skip dinner
Mike
Promise that's too good of me I know I've done wrong
Been away from the city yet Know it's been too long
Sorry I changed on you Sorry I changed
Sorry
I'm way too hot to quit
I'm way too hot to stop
I just can't miss, let me pop my shit
Got a crush on yo hoe and I bet I could hit
I split this bitch
of my sweatshirt
Bone 2 the bone 2 the bad 2 the bad 2 the bone
Hit bound from the Mo-town allen
Fuck a 40 I drink it by the gallon
I started out
at, if you're soft, you're lost
Compton is the city that I claim
City that I fucked, take no shit from it, sure
Compton is the city that I claim
Where
couldn't last in the city that I'm from
We lost some real ones in the city that I'm from
A lot of real rights in the city that I'm from
Only real ones in
[Black Rob - almost mumbling]
They said that I'm a Rottweiler
And I'm from the Rottweiler house, the Rottweiler New York
[G-Dep]
Really, get
turn to days you need the
Blue skied, sun dried, big wide open space
Make your escape from the race
Come leave it all behind
Lapping our heavenly ground
looking for nikki
Whenever she is around, you know I come quickly
Vivid memories of Chicago, south side where I go
From Reggies to The House of Blues,
at least a grand
Gold on my neck, my pistols close at hand
I'm a self-made monster of the city streets
Remotely controlled by hard hip-hop beats
But just
like rhythm
I claim my city
Now they do it
Now they do it
I broke bread but
Coulda bought sum shoes
Big gold chain comes from
Bachems jewls
I gotta flow
[Aesop Rock]
I start my city with a brick (one brick)
Then add another brick (two bricks)
Brick by brick, I manufacture homes for fallen angels
I
or new, crew utensils
Turbaned up like a royal prince from Medin'
With emerald green birthstones in my bling
Rolex goggles, some of my best side bitches
'Cause the game could be detrimental to ya boy."
I Silver Surf the city circuit, forever lurkin on the street surface
I spit blood for blood verses
and make that ass real comfortable
I'm finna take u on a ride (fantastic voyage)
Body of work by the lakeside
( That's on the fortys)
Keep it sporty
Y'all remember me,
I'm Yo Homeboi Julius C,
Made moves for town and my city.
Y'all remember me,
I'm the one and only one,
Showed love to your heart
There's no escape from the ones who hara**in'
The reason for the illin' is the reason for askin'
Now I try to school 'em on the killin'
of my niggas really gon' be gone for forty seasons
Can't believe I beat the streets, I'll give you forty reasons (forty reasons)
I was on my toes from
sold man though tan, whoa man
Sell white throw tan tell her (I'll holla)
Watch the kid from 140 bake
They say shorty straight
Forty-eight grams
I welcome ya'll to greatness
You now witnessing a legend
Real nigga shit
Uh, I've seen it all from a crackhead living room
Never get in tune
God Save me
As my vision cleared
I was beckoned by the sight
Of two emerald burning eyes
And I cannot escape
THE SUNKEN CITY
HAUNTS ME IN MY DREAMS
IN
on Trax
Push limits always keep it air max
Turned right to escape the fate
From me and all my demons staring face to face
From being up in a prison when I
me go
Go travel the world
In high school I never imagined it to twenty four
Now I’m in a thorn inna city with cha whore
Now imma thorn inna city
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