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her top down, baby, she flies
Run run, with the fury of a saint in her eyes
Run run, ha-cha cha cha, bcby, she goes
With blonde hair and a gun
Smcking

to pimping 

Dey askin my name & I tell em it's Sticky 
You play wit my gang you get 50
DBD da gang young n****
We da hottest inda city
You can tell any n

****** Underground
This for overtown
This 4 my whole city
This gun shine state
Young n****** boosting up
The murder rate

N im about to kill this s***
Someone call

Carol City

Rick Ross

Black Market [Deluxe Version]

2015

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

move
Yeah (Baw)
Let's go (Let's go)
Sleeping at night
With the gun
Layin' by my side (Ok)
Can't trust
None of these niggas
Imma get it right (Get it

Uh uh, uh huh
Clipse (Clipse) , Exclusive shit (Exclusive shit)
Yeah, whooo

Guns n' roses mafia proses
Briefcase money, hot cars, and hot clothes

to step to me
I run these streets finesse the plug then i move it carefully 
Rest in peace to any little n**** tryna get some rep off me
I clear the beef

***a found his recipe
Shooting my shots no gun on me
Glizzy brought lost of h**'s with me in the with me I see no n****'s that move like me
Let's go
She want

I've been to

But it's so true government loot us and still shoot us o

When we talk o

Na who go talk o (who go talk)

Except you terrorise the city you

Dirty City

Steve Winwood

Nine Lives [CD/DVD] [Limited Edition]

2008

said, "It's time for me to be moving on"

Dirty city, this is a dirty town
Where's the pity, I can't move on up to higher ground

I spoke to my woman

a day, a place to stash
Pull up in the rose then hopped in the Wraith
Six hundred bands for all of my friends
I rock with my brother forever, no N's
We've

kinda tricky badman City

Rah! L-O-N-D-O-N
I beat my chest in the middle of the city
(shell)
If you wanna be my guest, it's a badman ting
So please don't

to the bar and buy a couple bottles of ciroc
bottles of 'Tron, bottles of the Grand Ma yeah
couple bottles of the Yac,
bottles of the Rose
throw another couple

Compton Compton

The Game

Untold Story

2004

like city buses
You fuckin' with the Hub City Hustler
The vans on the block won't touch us, the streets my home
So I move weight on the block like I'm

Everybody loves to dance with another summer romance
Uh baby
Everybody likes to move all the fellas having the groove
Uh baby

Everybody move your

denn Shoki

Ich bin unterwegs, Nutten, sie woll'n Rosé
(ah)
Million gebunkert, doch kein Portemonnaie
(ja) lasse Koffer tragen von dem Hotellier
Digga,

sleep 
N***a Watchu uno about dat? 
When U out there tryna move pounds by slanging dem sacks
Lets Go!

Dem n***as don't really want it, dem n***as don't

feel like they been sacked by tuck 

My n****z dont give a middle finger up
It's all fair love in war where we come from 
I made it love it or hate it

6 'N the Mornin'

Ice-T

Street Soldiers [Priority]

1992

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

New York City
Nothing is pretty
In New York City

Everyone runs
Everyone has a gun
In New York City
No one has pity
You must look tough and strong
Coz

the L.I., 3-1 after 6, son
Dodge a Tech N9ne like everybody move, son
Awe in my eyes, 'cause I'm blinded by the Son
Okay, bred from the 6, I'm Jordan with

the time and we been on the roads
Right from the pavements this flower had rose
Stuck to the concrete I walk by the codes

I need all of my money no settling

drive by
On the corner hustling, roses and bean pies
N***** think they wavy but ain’t gotta surf board
Live from the West where we quake the earth’s core

to a colleague that the church along with the rest of the city seemed to be entirely undamaged when swish, bang, a shell from a German field gun, a 105, exploded