Lyrics:
troops, fools
Be ready ta shoot collectin' my loot
Blazin' and burnin' my grain
This year the same I crept and I came
Niggas that fell off that thought
Tell 'em if they want it, they can come get that (Statik)
I swear I love my city, I just want less (Statik)
See me, they salute me, they ain't
her and I'm out
Remind myself that I am on a mission when in doubt
Killers turned my city to a war zone
West City, that's the city that we call home
skrrt-skrrt-skrrt)
Boy, you hang with anybody, you kick it with lames (fool)
Killin' all his homies, got him wanna switch his gang (let's go, let's go, pussy)
bigger than your religion
Perfected by niggas that manifested music to live in
Compton, Compton, ain't no city quite like mine
So tell that gangster
this
I just copped a bag
And roll one up
I had to fool ya bitch
Slimey it's so grimy
In the city that I'm living in
Wake up in the morning
And I see what
please
Just got served by little niggas on the 10-speed
12 years old, got bumps they can't keep
A straight killer, a fool, a lil' ass gee
God
Let’s go (Ah ha) "Kick it to ‘em, man!"
Huh, and you say New York City
(Only describe us as soldier survivors)
Huh uh, ugh-ugh-ugh, and you
Say New
darkened
Where unbeliever hearts stay hardened
My eagle talons stay sharpened, like city lights stay throbbing
You either make a way or stay sobbing
Soldiers
And one more for the whole city
Other cities can't fuck with us
And if they do they so silly
Clocked in no time out
Smoke good weed and we vibe out
Soldiers
And one more for the whole city
Other cities can't fuck with us
And if they do they so silly
Clocked in no time out
Smoke good weed and we vibe out
Soldiers
And one more for the whole city
Other cities can't fuck with us
And if they do they so silly
Clocked in no time out
Smoke good weed and we vibe out
Pour two shots for loss Soldiers
And one more for the whole city
Other cities can't fuck with us
And if they do they so silly
Clocked in no time out
the y2k
Doc gave you the millennium look
At how they feelin' us
I keep it rangin' from the bangin'
To the sangin' on these fools
Now I'm payin' deuce
on the ground make him lay down stay down,
Harmony smooth wid the thug shit,
Mo murda to the fool that clone,
Five niggas loc'd out wid the roughness,
Man, let the summer begins, the heat excites my westsiders
Ain't nothing but Gs and Lowriders
Dipping in tightest, indoed out, benzoed out
Fool, what got
come into your schools
(Another gorgeous sunny saturday)
Don't you remember?
(Your favorite songs by the city by the bay)
Marconi plays the mamba
cut that fool, better call the law
I start sprayin', make f**k n*gga fall and crawl
I press play like Puff, no pause at all
Choppin' holes in the all
Joe Hill come over from Sweden shores
Looking for some work to do
And the Statue of Liberty waved him by
As Joe come a sailing through, Joe Hill
a symphony composed of killers and armed forces
Livin for whatever it cost's, crimb bosses
It's goin down by the year 2 G
I'm goin be flyin through
Casket music
Casket music
Yeah, uh uh
It's killer city, anyone'll run up
You from around here, I ain't gotta tell you to duck
With very little
the kitchen Call it trap money
I was raised really by the old me Lek
Look what we started
They can not hang with us
We are some killers we are some Monstarz
and be your funeral
(Have your momma ten and two, with my homies spinnin' through
Drive-by, layin' side by side as they viewin' you
Ha, cause you will
I saw you last night
I saw you last night
I saw you last night
I saw you last night
We don't play
We don't play
By the rules
By the rules
No no no we
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