Da Franchise
Da Franchise - Livin' in da City songtekst
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[Chorus: Butch Cassidy] We been mashin on the scene, off of green All you other niggaz talkin the shit But you really ain't doin a thing Always stayin on my toes, all them hoes We keep it pimpin, ain't no time to be steppin So get my money girl, you know how it goes [R.C.] Uhh, yeah, yeah Aiyyo I'm about to wreck your body, they said 'Turn the party out' Me and G about to burn them Harleys out Anything goes to get that cream, playa Bottles up just to get that lean Niggaz try to get in my team and my cream I'm the doctor, I give shots like vaccines They said I couldn't do it, but I show 'em somethin different I'm odd, never catch me without my gangsta equipment Two rap shits and mafia tactics I cook coke, make you snap back like elastic shit and keep a lean esteem, the kickstand All-star five, no need for a sixth man I got chips, man the change for the quicksand War in the mix and the home of Tha Liks man I don't discriminate, my niggaz get rid of weight Even hoes get it - competition disintegrate [Chorus] [Gravy] Yeah, uhh Criminal minded, you've been blinded Lookin for a style like mine, you can't find it You know a nigga gotta get that cheese on the West side with Chuck Taylor's and khakis East side Airforce One's and white tees We right, you never seen no boys like these We murdered it anyway, cut balls off Y'all don't wanna get with them shots from the sawed-off Y'all get one hit then y'all fall off We so sick we spit bars 'til we cough We don't tell stories, we live 'em We don't, take strokes fucka, we give 'em With a crossover single like I'm bilingual Who you think you gon' see, at the awards? Cause I bring more drama than all three of them broads You sicker than me? You sound sick! [Chorus] [Q. Pacino] Open up the do', and let them boys in They from the streets, they here to bring the noise in But don't let 'em know, they hustle in that poison That's how it goes, when we're livin in the city [Chorus x2]