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Coming from the mean streets of killa California From a city where the goons they a pull up on ya Young boy Surrounded by a lot of wickedness Sending
thirty five twenty five eight glizzy's Niggas talking bout the town like it's dey city I got killas every side nigga play with me I keep bae with me How
down Connected in the drenches Where the hittas Hold a hundred rounds Running through the city Wit da killas they'll gun ya down Choppa get to spasming
to bust out the big cigar My dad got the old man whip it's a jaguar City full of killas So you know I keep a tool Do you know the feelin see ya brother
Tee and Amiri Jeans Flow Hotter than Kerosene Trap jumping like Trampoline My Diamonds on Billy Jean I Dont Trust The Man in the Mirror My City just
the seekin' Pussy ass rappers make to easy Pull up hop out make ya stop breathing Face down on the ground ain't no getting up Killa an I represent my city nigga
chewing n em bones told wodie I got him fasho yea yea VERSE 1 Mm mm Yuh I been outside today With sum robbers and dealers City riding wit killas
City full of dream Killas Shit ain't always Seem Did all of this on my own But some how they still think I need n****s Believe in a, higher power
the most Run with killas and Gs We run the city Run AKs and keys My love been on E I grew impatient I been knew I had it Been known I been blazing If she
respect me Word to Da Baby never do no check ins Respect to the cities and all the killas Get your money, I get mine We all get richer They say money bring
Two-four be the pivot Seven-four be the digits Bitch I'm all 'bout the business Pop out I fuck with killas & dropouts We got the city on lockdown, you finna
like that you scared to come outside It get chilli in my bitty when the sun out All you smell is gun powder from the shoot outs Opp niggas dissing Killa
to show niggas I really was with it I'm from the city where youngings is killas Born in the streets, I was raised around dealers Raising the crime rate
shit, yo bitch knew I been that nigga Roll me up a Dutch, I ain't fucking with no swish-as Grew up in the hood, I watched my boys turn into killas You say
niccas My nicca Locked in Got bailed out Turnt around died in the city I know sum killAs Tapped In With ah face full of tear drops But they ain't cried in
walk em down, got better aim when they done get to running Ride ‘round the city with my killas, they be steady gunning You think you did that shit before
In the city where the killas are surrounding I wasn't born here but I represent it proudly Used to wonder why everybody doubt me Things started
killa! In the hood where I'm at - trappin with my niggaz! I got the new new... (killa k-k-k-killa killa...) New new... (k-k-k-killa killa..) New new...
and the neighbors Boys in the hood Born and raised in killa Cali, dreaming one day the city's ours Young niggas hopping fences looking chilly [?] [?] Young
Welcome to New York City, welcome to New York City [Cam'Ron] Yall niggas man, yall can't fuck around man It's the ROC bitch, Killa, my nigga Jigga, Sigel,
to come meet the Killas Tell 'em come meet the Killas It'll get vicious Dawg, come meet the Killas Tell em come meet the Killas It'll get vicious Bro hit
Bitches like me Cause they know I'm the best in the city working in me Street Lawyers Music, music Girls got big booty Killa Killa them Now we the vybes
On the waivers Motivation Stay patience Fuk it ima take It Nigga I been on Ima remind y'all Hottest in the city on God no killa Don't tempt me Niggaz soft call em
I'm a motherfucking serial killa hoe get ready I'm a motherfucking serial killa hoe get ready I'm a motherfucking serial killa hoe get ready I'm
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