Luyện nghe bài hát 'N' My City

It's all the 6 figgas
You ballin' nigga if you got figgas

I got my AK nigga, and I'm to blast it
Game tight like elastic wit a block [unverified] jack it
Eraser, Gangsta, V.L. nigga
I'm on a to Hell, before I go I want 6 figgas

Uptown is where you me doin' dirt, gun slangin'
Nuts hangin', for sho', play me and I'm bangin'
I ain't no ho, my heart pump water, it pump liquor
your step, I'll hit ya, I promise I'll split ya

Click-clack, everything I pack got slugs
I'm the definition of a thug, my whole click sellin'
no love, if ya outside the CMB, we risin', drivin' Lexus and big body
Got them whole thangs for ten a key, think we tellin' tales

But on the real, we got whole thangs for a sell
F.B.I. tryin' to nail, but our click up smooth
you do, or how you do, it's all on you
Hot Boy, 16, wit G's

This rap game is the life, nigga ya wouldn't
What I go and what I see, it's amazin'
On the slick, thirty six ounces, top twenty, I'm
catchin' masturbation, shit's a trip

But I'm 'bout moola, fetti, cheese, green, my
Nigga don't slip, 'cause I got 10 clips and I for it
believe I'll rip a nigga shit for it

In my city it's a struggle, you hustle to large
But you step or get on, times is hard
Shit get real, get bust, blood spill
It's 'bout thangs, that's why I want a mill

In my city a struggle, you hustle to live large
But you step or get stepped on, times is
get real, head get bust, blood spill
It's havin' thangs, that's why I want a mill

Nigga, you trip 'cause I done came up on a lick
And I'm servin' thirty ounces for six
I got the block sewed up now, to me
I'll take ya to B., he went to ten a key

We got coke floatin' through U.P.T.
totin', locin', in the GS3 bubble
In the 450 Cruiser, block bruiser
don't let the age fool ya

Head bussa, Hot Boy, baller
The AK I pack is used for
My mind is to be respected, or ya neck off
'Cause Uptown, there's no to set it off

it up, release safety, and bust
Retaliation is a must, I don't a fuck
I'm niggas, that's on the real, so wuz happenin'
I'm full of that dope, scratchin', and I'm that action

Is you 'bout that action, if not, clear a
I'm mad, I jacked a and an ounce is all he had
sad, you stun'n, jeopardisin' ya wig
Doin' that petty hustlin', ain't comin' up on

What's the reason, bein' on the all day
You ain't got nowhere to lay, nickel and dime pay
You'll do better grabbin' a K, bein' to spray
Make a muthafucka day, nigga be ready to

In my city it's a struggle, you to live large
But you step or get stepped on, times is
Shit get real, get bust, blood spill
It's havin' thangs, that's why I want a mill

Spark the beef up like a lighter, I'm a gangsta rap
Every time I spit, I get and tighter
it real when I flow, hollow points I throw
Quick to a nigga down like a fuckin' lawn mow

Playin' a flow over the limit, in this music
Come wit shit, ya gotta listen, 'til the fuckin' song
Young menace, Girbauds and Reebok tennis
Nigga if I got beef, I spin a bin, spinnin'

Can't calm me down, 'cause I'm Uptown
Call me, it's war wit an army, wit Tommy
Wit drums, a hundred shots comin' from 'em
I don't a fuck, if I did 'em, then I done 'em

Take notes, always try to be close
Silent when you got money, but when ya broke
Bustas wanna be ya boys when they know ya got
I stand alone all the time, niggas catch a poke

I hustle for what I want, if I don't then I'm a broke nigga
Wit no money on my block then you a nigga
I rap now, I put aside that nigga
But if I gotta, I grab my tape and my rope nigga

In my it's a struggle, you hustle to live large
But you step or get stepped on, is hard
Shit get real, get bust, blood spill
It's 'bout havin' thangs, that's why I want a

I want a mil ticket mil
(Gettin' wicked)
On the real, V.L., my Big Moe, 2-2-3
L.T., Adam, G.A., Ten

EightBall, Derek, Lil' Turk, Hot
My nigga Bubba got the
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