In My City

I'm from a city of shooters, where niggas knock out yo medulla Niggas will put you on ice, like you a beer in a cooler Leaving you froze, like a jeweler Shots in the sky, like its the fourth of July Or taking a shot for the new year Bop bop bop bop Niggas will pray to a God and still send you high as the lunar And that's on my mama nem People acting like drama films Load up choppers let it spit like a llama and fire 'em The streets never hiring, they just retire them Before they can acknowledge them They clothing yo picture, inspire attire Yo life like they modeling If you tapped in, I guess I was wiring I'm just reminding 'em, what it's like in the 314 Most of the niggas is fake, running around full of hate We killing each other, suppressing our rage Taking it out on our brothers like we was some slaves Back when they had 'em in cages and they was all locked in the chains Doing the same, the only thing different is They was doing it for entertainment and not for no gang shit You niggas is lost, killing somebody who talk That never was hard, you niggas is bitches Act like you scared to throw paws You and yo dawgs You look like a poodle that's new to the used to, you niggas is soft I'll never get use to the new skool because I like punching you niggas in jaws Life in my city, it's hot if you tempting Niggas got glocks holding 50, choppers with titties They running from 12, send 'em to hell with the smitty Nobody tell, 'til they sitting in jail Then they be ready to talk, these niggas is frauds But swearing they hard until they get hit with the charge Life in my city, it's hot if you tempting Niggas got glocks holding 50, choppers with titties They running from 12, send 'em to hell with the smitty Nobody tell, 'til they sitting in jail Then they be ready to talk, these niggas is frauds But swearing they hard until they get hit with the charge It's 'bout to be murder They looking to murder some Stay up off the block before murder come But these niggas don't listen, these niggas be snitching And telling the cops that they heard of 'em Now they looking to swerve to on 'em Plus they got his location, on Instagram faking He posted up at the gas station Then they came, an aired at 'em For he could slide, now he got blood in this eyes One of his homies just died as he was praying to God Other one yelling out drive before they lit up passenger side Letting shots off in sky, as they rolled off in a dodge Only witness heard bullets and tires But they'll be back, they just knocked two of his homies But the snitch didn't even die Life in my city, it's hot if you tempting Niggas got glocks holding 50, choppers with titties They running from 12, send 'em to hell with the smitty Nobody tell, 'til they sitting in jail Then they be ready to talk, these niggas is frauds But swearing they hard until they get hit with the charge Life in my city, it's hot if you tempting Niggas got glocks holding 50, choppers with titties They running from 12, send 'em to hell with the smitty Nobody tell, 'til they sitting in jail Then they be ready to talk, these niggas is frauds But swearing they hard until they get hit with the charge It's 'bout to be murder