Rep Yo City

Body bags and toe tags I'm having a blast I'll get on your ass if you f*ck up my bag Remain calm and light shit up like red dawn My ultimate goal is to put my city on In the dirty glove yo ass will get met with a slug We get it out the mud and show you niggaz no love From the Earl Flynns down to the bk's The Chamber Brothers and Best Friends back in the day Real Street legends that showed a nigga how to really get it Now the feds on my ass cause they see how I'm living Man I'll never forget it my first pair jingles Standing on the corner where the hood niggaz mingle Soaking up all the game from their pleasure and pain The og just came home and he got to do it again Another 10 we fighting a war that we can't win F*ck the war on drugs and f*ck Nancy Reagan We gone bust down this brick cause this work gotta flip You bet not come up short boy yo ass gone get hit It ain't no second chances nigga when you pitching under handed Throw yo ass in the trunk while we search for your family Riding around hitting bumps with a sawed off pump Niggaz standing outside kill everybody out front My city grimy and gritty it ain't no mercy or pity If you ever f*ck with me, I'm gone spray out this glizzy The whole seventeen cause sixteen ain't enough Niggaz trying to downplay us got my city fucked up We been bad boys you other niggaz be lyons In the eye of the tiger them red wings be flying From the east to the west or the west to the east If you a pussy ass nigga keep yo ass out the street