n a city by the sea A girl with black hair has only eyes for me Drinking and dancing in flat 6c A city by the sea seemed pretty shit to me When I was
something under priced Working weekends just to pay for drugs This little story keeps repeating itself Reading fashion mags to look at the girls In the city, in the city
the actin up the more the shit I felt in my gut The shit was all over as soon as the director said CUT! That's a wrap, good actin motherfuckers, good
(feat. Killa Kyleon) [Chorus] I look good in my 'Lac Got that wood in my 'Lac And I'm grippin' when I'm tippin' through the hood in my 'Lac Yea I ride
Lace up the sneaks kick off them shoes I'll admit I play to win yo cause I don't like to lose At Seger Park they've got the competition Good moves
wanna hear something they can shake their ass to We up in LA represent Hollywood West side 'till I die, muthaf**ka what's good? So what's good with
ride it My flow sick, so sick, it's like my shit is dyin' It rains a lot in my city, cause my citys cryin' Cause my citys dyin' But I emerge from all
and ride it My flow sick so sick its like my shit is dyin' It rains a lot in my city Cuz my city's cry's' 'cuz my cities dyin'' But I emerge from
haters wanna grill me (But fuck that I'm about my money if it kills me) (YEEAAH BABY) (And I'm up to no good) Ayyy I wish a motherfucker would THIS
Thank you for coming out tonight Ladies and gentle men I am the president of Dirty Money Records (what the hell are you waiting for) New York City (
Just bendin corners - know just where you can find me picture this (picture this) you only have to use yo' mind What you know good (you know good) It'
in from the cold and put that coat to rest. Step inside, take a deep breath, and do what you do best. Yes, kick off them shoes and leave those city streets
of town Tropic corridor Tropic treasure Havin' a good time Got to come along What got us this far To this mild equator? Outskirts of the city You and
wanna turn up the sound, and spread my wings because I'm riding with my (angel) Going through the city of the Chi, make me feel like I'm in the city of
a t-r-a-p-s-t-ar Got the city on lock, big shoes on the car And she likes it (she likes it nigga) Ay And she likes it (chyeah) (Lets get it) Got the city
Feat, hit, shit, beat Print screen, main street, Long spliff, good trip, Past tens, save clip, Russian machine do it в ритм, Mission complete, бит в
shoes fit me right Just bendin corners - know just where you can find me picture this (picture this) you only have to use yo' mind What you know good (you know good
swear, I only make good from my mouth to God's ears Had to get out the hood And I can't justify genocide But I was born in the city where the skinny
