ฟังเพลงCity On Lock

I'm from Liberty City

I'm from the Bridge

Nah bitch I ain't from South Beach I raised me

Bitch my mama was in the streets

Yeah

No co-d

No

I ain't no rat I'on know a thing my homies

Tay Keith fuck these niggas up

Still had to eat off that scammin' thing

I know some niggas totin' 40's like they ID's

I know some bitches gettin' purses off of ID's

Facts

I got my city on lock and the master key

Yeah

Pussy so good make him say Uh this that Master P

Gun slang

Gun slang

You know we raised on the concrete

On the concrete

I know one thing

We from the trenches not the palm tree

Yeah

Codeine

Codeine

I'm sippin' lean for the protein

Ain't no co-defendant

No co-defendant

Slide on them blocks by my lonely

Yeah yeah yeah

Gun slang

Gun slang

You know we raised on the concrete

On the concrete

I know one thing

We from the trenches not the palm tree

Yeah

Codeine

Codeine

I'm sippin' lean for the protein

Ain't no co-defendant

No co-defendant

Uh

Slide on them blocks by my lonely

Yeah yeah yeah

Uh I'm from Opa-Locka home of the choppers

Choppers

City Girls Summer JT that's my partner

City

I'm a Dade bitch Brown Subs to the Scotts

Period

Lil' pretty bitch but them killers from the lots will slide for me

Doo doo doo

I got some bitches and some niggas that'll bust for me

Boop boop boop

So don't fuck wit' me

Y'all bum niggas caught me lackin' hit the wagon up

Now the hood lookin' for 'em 'bout to body bag 'em up

My niggas

Gun slang

Gun slang

You know we raised on the concrete

On the concrete

I know one thing

We from the trenches not the palm tree

Yeah

Codeine

Codeine

I'm sippin' lean for the protein

Ain't no co-defendant

No co-defendant

Slide on them blocks by my lonely

Yeah yeah yeah

Gun slang

Gun slang

You know we raised on the concrete

On the concrete

I know one thing

We from the trenches not the palm tree

Yeah

Codeine

Codeine

I'm sippin' lean for the protein

Ain't no co-defendant

No co-defendant

Slide on them blocks by my lonely

Yeah yeah yeah

Man I came up from the bottom that's why I'm talkin' cash shit

Cash shit

Man I went in my mama purse and I had got my ass kicked

Got my ass kicked

Let a nigga see his kids you goin' out like a sad bitch

Sad

You look better than your kids and you got your ass did

Yeah yeah yeah

I don't be tellin' them niggas I love they ass no more 'cause I don't force it

No

I just put the label check inside the streets so go and avoid it

Ever since I call myself the voice I'm startin' to hear some voices

I'm startin' to hear some voices

And they told your ass to tell and you did you had a choice

Yeah yeah yeah

Gun slang

Gun slang

You know we raised on the concrete

On the concrete

I know one thing

We from the trenches not the palm tree

Yeah

Codeine

Codeine

I'm sippin' lean for the protein

Ain't no co-defendant

No co-defendant

Slide on them blocks by my lonely

Yeah yeah yeah

I tilt my heads to real niggas who been real wit' it

Who been real

I know you love the streets to death just don't get killed in it

Don't get

I bought a crush not for no drink I put my pills in it

Put my pills in it

Can't nobody tell us shit you gotta deal wit' it

Gun slang