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packin' and money mackin' rappin' about the city Where killas keep it crackin', too and gritty back In the dizzy jackin' was happenin' gafflin' many Now we packaging crack and the addict pop
Kansas City, Missouri the fury of the inner city Poverty novelty spittin', follow me quick Into the bottom, we gotta be No frickin' given you trippin' we lick a shot
You get ready to brawl hometown, a jawbone clown You ain't a criminal, killa be ready to get up and fall on Look at the dark full of the gangbangin' hookers With choppers and the coppers keep the thangs rangin'
You ain't be killa gangsta to know that you can die Tryna sides thangs fo the dough after the club Get the skippin' 'cuz trippin' off in the mo'
It really matter you go, where you've been Beautiful lands you've been in Gun play rains, and shine inside, you should be fine
I'll show you, me to the Midwest
It's a city where anybody can cause you harm When you walk on my city, hardly Hardly safe to show ya face, will erase With lethal blades, blaze ya fo' the
Nowhere to on either side of the wild, the Gucci The Prada, Krizz and the Millimeter holla, we scream Go get ya things go get you a thing, load it up With hollow, ones light it up a halogen
Look at the crime rate, no why I hate niggas Keepin' they people, I'm seekin' 'em you leavin' 'em people The bay they'll take 'em away if it in the day Hurry, get your outta the cage, the Midwest
It's more than just a lil' chaotic and if we got it We of robbin' 'em for they chips That'll be the nature of the beast to keep the I keeps my when I'm in the Midwest
It really matter you go, where you've been Beautiful lands you've been in Gun play rains, summer and Stay inside, you should be
show you, follow me Welcome to the
Hands up if ya it, stand up Did ya get it Midwest? Do ya dig it we the tough, we can get it manned up When ya make a big stress, hella recognize us
Hands up if ya wit' it, up Did ya get it Midwest? Do ya dig it we the Damn tough, we can get it up When ya to the Midwest
If you we givin' ya a lobotomy, cannibal You Hannibal couldn't imagine my Poppin' be the way ya thinkin' of stoppin' me Get on top of me, quick 'fore I what I got on me
Click the money, the mackin', the murder is all that we With the sun and the black on the dirt I'ma me dough Ya hustlin' maybe the you can get it for low Get ya package pack it get it and go
walk in my city when alone better draw down Move the babies out the way, catch a stray in the Boss in my never crawl, never fall down When the millimeter spray in ya way, ya betta lay
Gangsta, mobstas, knows 'Cuz in the ya wanna clown Around at the shows, pack the 'Cuz everybody silly, so get to hit the flo'
It really matter you go, where you've been Beautiful foreign lands been in Gun rains, summer and shine inside, you will be fine
Where you go, where been Beautiful lands you've been in Gun rains, summer and shine Stay inside, you will be
show you, follow me Welcome to the