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dirty sanchez & rokamouth - bring it intro lyrics

[intro: capital st++z]
back on my 47 sh+t

this ain’t the city of love
i’m from the city of thugs and guns and drugs
where you can get caught slippin’
you don’t wanna get caught slippin’
this ain’t the city of love
i’m from the city of thugs and guns and drugs
where you can get caught slippin’
you don’t wanna get caught slippin’

we tired of living life in poverty
trying to escape, selling gateway drugs to a full property
are these regrets keeping me depressed, probably
it’s either this or spending my last buck on lottery
but f+ck luck i just want my moms to be proud of me
it’s hard to be an angel when these devils surrounding me, uh
b+tches say “i miss you dirty, i’ll never forget you”
all these soft n+ggas bout to re+up on they tissue
never was the type to never speak up on the issue
your shorty never loved you, she always tried to switch you
someone in your team secretly ain’t really with you
that’s the law of life, principles just might dismiss you
this is times of war, by your ways you hold the pistol
all i do is k!ll k!ll k!ll, can’t (?)
n+ggas gon deal deal deal, it ain’t simple
my adolescence break out, pop out like a pimple
i’m a humble beast, spirit animal a pitbull
up and coming og, well respected by officials
i’m a (?) poet, k!ll you with this pencil
if it ain’t me then it’s the city that’s gon get you

this ain’t the city of love
i’m from the city of thugs and guns and drugs
where you can get caught slippin’
you don’t wanna get caught slippin’

movin’ my movement, been ready, ’bout to school em
so you fools will forget me, know my new sh+t is deadly
’bout to hold em up heavy, ain’t enough steady
what ever lets get this cheddar back, pepper jack
throw p the cream to help my team’s dreams
why you step on that
just protect ya neck, and that sh+t you rep
everything’s a threat, while we livin’ this for life
imma do this till my death, they gon do it for a price
throw some guys in debt, yeah i’m born to be a boss
so much lost, we some vets
and i throw it on the cross, had to get it off my chest
and they askin’ what it cost, all my flaws been confessed
in the fields like it’s lacrosse, on the boards like it’s chess
keep it real, i hit ignore, for sure i’m on they neck
roka showing no remorse, there’s always more to get
now you need to give it up, i know you see he’s here with us
but still im fearless know you hear it like my lyrics so what
i ain’t gotta front, if you could light the fire the pump
maybe hire me for such and not retire these chumps
this the environment i want, long as my tires will run
i’m getting higher then they dunk and that’s from prior the jump

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