to me, but I play to win "CREW" "No...no doubt baby... All City CREW...don't get it wrong... comin' through with the crew...No...no doubt baby... All City
face, lol smiley face Shorty called my phone, I was busy, I was busy Cruisin' in that Benz 'round the city, 'round the city Then I felt my phone buzz
LOL smiley face, LOL smiley face [Verse 1:TREY] Shorty called my phone, I was busy (i was busy) Cruisin in that benz round the city (round the city
Hi, hi, I was running after you for a long time I, I was watching you for, actually, I've watched you for a long time I like to watch you when you're
we came there Girl, I know you diggin' the ditty dop This my world come thru the whole city stop Looks like ice but actually it's really not Damos, blandes
[All] Where we come from is a place we call Conant Gardens (Motown) We getting shit started If you every hear us say Magnet-net-net [Jay Dee] It's going
Make way We point you to the money Bubba K We point you to the money We paid, Bubba here I don't know about y'all but I feel wonderful Yeah, they lookin
thing I think they call this Amnesia Feel like I've been in a sleeper I think they call this Amnesia SKEPTA Last night was Sick, oh what a city.
look at it and as for all of me and D12 we feel like f-ck rap it feels like our General just f-cking died in our lap we shut off all our pages, all our
, Yeah, so make way, the prince of the city, ain't a street I can't stay, You niggas is hatin,' just be happy I ain't changed. Blunts rolled to the murk, we all
It ain't no biggie, well I'm sure that I'm gon' see you around the city Only thing I ask if shit don't work out for y'all, then don't forget me And don
Kendrick While I stare inside the solar... system Hopin' I soak up enough game to play 3 systems with one controller and remain sane and remain unsober Was Closer To My Dreams but reality actually
life's path is not about the destination It's all about the journey, I appreciate y'all It's my blood, sweat, tears, years Struggle, love, hate, fear, New York City
The year is 1975, Brooklyn, New York City A child destined for greatness is born, let's go Get your hands in the air, get 'em up Put your hands in the
of way back when I was the portrait of the artist as a young man All them teenage dreams of rapping, writing rhymes on napkins Was really visualization, making this shit actually
grab our nuts and say it proud Country niggas or city niggas Tupac niggas or biggie niggas In the corridor, floor or door And all my Mississippi niggas We connected all
I'm, I'm actually waiting on the bus now He said we have some kind of special assignment or something He's supposed to be calling me, like any minute
is all about But hip-hop as a culture is really what we give it But sometimes the culture contradicts how we live it 'Cause every black kid lives two and three lives The city
