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bandgang lonnie bands – my city lyrics

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[verse 1: bandgang lonnie bands]
i don’t sign statements, i sign t-tties
f-ck a cosign, this my city
make her give me head with the skimask on
then i told that b-tch put them kneepads on
sn-tch my chain, boy you must be a suicide bomber
and these n-ggas that i roll with some rolex robbers
i waited my turn and it’s perfect timing
and i keep two clips on me when i’m grinding
sellin’ blue jeans like i’m bugle
i’m talkin’ about them lil’ blue pills, eaching muscles
i earned my respect, die of your rep
n-gga disrespect that, the chain off your neck
[?] my city, you gotta check it
show up at your show, take your ice and the backend
don’t call me for a show if you ain’t got the ‘posit
i’m still trafficking with a b-tch driving

[verse 2: shredgang boogz]
throw some ice in the pot and watch it lock up
auntie mad, i keep f-cking all her pots up
n-ggas speaking down on us ’til we pop up
with them .308 spin out that carbon, put them glocks up
a 100 100’s on me, i still reach for that gold rollie
wouldn’t advise you to shake my hand if you don’t f-cking know me
shoot my own gun i don’t need a n-gga to do it for me
but it feel good to know i got n-ggas that’ll do it for me
spread a bag through the hood, b-tch i feel like santa
countin’ up while your b-tch watching love hip hop atlanta
ar by the dorm, i’m going like tony montana
run up in my sh-t and get popped like a f-ckin’ fanta
they’ll k!ll you once they consider you a f-cking threat
so i keep a small circle, you outta shape you getting left
fed’s locking all my n-ggas up, this sh-t got me stressed
i just pray to god, dawg that i ain’t next



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