Lyrics:
Wu hooo wu hooo wu hooo
They don’t know me yet
They don’t know me yet
They don’t know me yet
Running around the city with a story
Walking around
it’s cooling off
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I got
No hook for this food for thought
When I blow that’ll cool it off .. ha
Zip lip cuz a fool’ll talk
Left foot,
always what it seems
We dropped "Super Tight" a album full of killer flows
But then we got caught up with the drugs and the hoes
We didn't realize what
sometimes the other side ain't always what it seems
We dropped "Super Tight" a album full of killer flows
But then we got caught up with the drugs
I be smooth, I'm manic but I'm no fool
Y'all rappin I'm talkin cool, and Columbine is not new
In Compton they shoot up schools too, ridin by to see
sworn enemy
But I'll shout out my love to the stars
So wait for the stone on your window, your window
Wait by the car and we'll go, we'll go
When
in with the pimps and them
It's similar to O-Town, in the Southern Peninsula (wheel the sound)
Pretty city, skyscrapers'll fool you, look through
what you say make me amused
To these perkys I'm immune
Bink took 3 and I took 2
Sav off sticks he act a fool
But that just to keep his cool
I
to do
Fuck the city up and act a fool
Double cup up I be with the crew
If you ain't with us, we don't fuck witchu
Busy getting wasted, turn up God
Shawty
killers yo main homie be the one did it
I'm just tryna move my people, get up to the riches, stack up & go buy me an island
Must be a fool, you think imma
I no know why
Me I don dey simp oh
Me I don dey follow
Me I don do like I me poco
And I no be fool oh
Ah
Ashe Omo tilo kayamata
For my matter
Ye
Oh my
without weed yeah
Aye hold my shit I might pop these crazy ass fools
Living life like its my last day ohh
Hoes want money bitch i see through you
Bitch
Yo, I made a fucking fool out of myself
It ain't gonna happen again
You want it and you got it, now I'm back
ILL DRAKO bout to drop another track
the door
Yo, over he said, she said, tweet shit, fool, man, that's some weed shit
That ain't your spielo, you went from ten to zero, have my total fuckin'
the city on lock and key
I ain't no possibly
Where all the problems be
Run up the money
I feel like I'm flipping tree
None of you bitches is next to me
Wait
My city cold now
U thought i was in Canada wit this goose
I got these Yeezys on my boots
These diamonds froze out
My cros go all out
with beamer
Toxicy in the city i should wipe it out i don't pity
A hundred ways to clear it out you wish for death vanity
Time for you to change
mingled had to reconstruct shit
We from a small city, all they do is fuck and shoot
Your value drop once you let lame niggas fuck with you
I puzzled you
Yo remix by my man Allstar, check this out
B-b-b-bounce money bounce, only one things counts, huh
And I'm here to announce
The flex, the X when
Yo remix by my man Allstar, check this out
B-b-b-bounce money bounce, only one things counts, huh
And I'm here to announce
The flex, the X when
a feeling that we won't survive.
We'll be eaten alive by robots.
I see them rolling down the railroad track.
It's time to panic panic panic in the city
in the city
The city can feel no shame
See the world with electric eye
They call it mystery
But any fool could see
You thought he walked
Shoot a couple rounds at me death to you by ricochet
Fucked the king's daughter then i got a fuckin' bouquet
I'm not a blind killer
I'm just a vigilante
Shoot a couple rounds at me death to you by ricochet
Fucked the king's daughter then i got a fuckin' bouquet
I'm not a blind killer
I'm just a vigilante
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