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cityboy c4 - cityboy c4 - rowdy ft. 700fatcat lyrics

[intro]

we could have a bang out right now that’s if i’m rowdy in public
you ain’t never stand over no b+tch empty that clip till it’s nothin’ you heard? (on gang, yea f+ck em)
you heard?

[chorus: cityboy c4]

we could have a bang out right now that’s if i’m rowdy in public
you ain’t never stand over no b+tch empty that clip till it’s nothin
you ain’t want him bad out the window, you‘ll hop on feet while he runnin’
whole city know, we the ones who putting jit under
i’m on that 4 wheeler, 5+7s in this clip he know, it’s a soul stealer
who that jit is? he lookin flake, bout to blow n+gga
rentals back to back he hauling ass them steppers go get em
yea, them steppers go get ‘еm!

[verse 1: 700fatcat]

them steppers go gеt him, boy i got some bulls from the 1
them boys some pro hitters
ar with a beam, i don’t even need a scope with it
ar & 15 hit his team and get bout 4 n+ggas
we fasho n+gga, we really blow n+gga, let’s go n+gga
get your whip dropped riding through the city, riding lose with your hoe n+gga
wanna see me? ima charge a lil fee for a lil show n+gga
ima stack this cheese, then im over seas, probably gone on the road n+gga
county bound, in the town, out of town i don’t really even know n+gga (i don’t even know n+gga)
when the feds come i don’t know n+ggas
(i don’t even know n+ggas)
i could show you how to get this bread, how to get a load n+gga
(how to get a load n+gga)
or we could have a bang out, let them thangs out, let ‘em rang out, let his brains out
(now his brains out)
what his thinking?

[chorus: cityboy c4]

[verse 2: cityboy c4]

ha, yea

ay i been hot
but i ain’t even much wanna mention it
i spent my time to ease my mind, why this b+tch wanna f+ck with m temperament?
f+ck the opps, she f+cked him, double homicide i’m with the sh+t
scoping out trying to recognize me a face
hop out and hit the b+tch
i don’t give a f+ck about my enemies
(b+tch please) pop boy like fish grease
get your car swiss cheese
when i say i push bike i don’t mean no 10 speed
f+ck that! get up close on foot man i’m trying to empty out this gen 3 (yea)
i’m with all the sh+t, tryna see what his brain look like yea
no neurologist, i teach that street sh+t c4, handing out scholarships
lil bro we locked in 4l but yo dog a b+tch!
beefin’ about some p+ssy that you cuffed on
i dog the b+tch, 12 slide, we start again
got ‘em running out of yellow tape i been cut
like spartacus, double r you in so i know, you p+ssy ass n+gga’s ain’t hard to get!
(yea you p+ssy ass n+ggas ain’t hard to get)

[bridge: cityboy c4]
yea i been layin’ low!
mothaf+cka i been layin’ low!
yea, nah i don’t know which way to go
cause mothaf+cka i been, layin’ low!
been layin’ low yea

[chorus: cityboy c4]

- cityboy c4 lyrics

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