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drew santos - broken city lyrics

heart vacant like a bando
keep a choppa like rambo
never runnin out of ammo
cleveland da city i stand fo
heart vacant like a bando
keep a choppa like rambo
never runnin out of ammo
cleveland da city i stand fo
put yo hands up in da sky
if you wanna ride we can take ride aye
lets ride
put yo hands up in da sky crusin through the night rollin wit my 9
lets ride
put yo hands up in da sky
if you wanna ride we can take ride
lets ride
put yo hands up in da sky crusin through the night rollin wit my 9
lets ride
cruisin through the city realist n+ggas wit me and we gettin to the bag woah
pour a cup henny got feelin dizzy 120 on the dash board
baby really pretty and she too sadity always see me wit bad hoe
if it’s pac & biggie then it’s hov & weezy mook a proly be the last goat
n+ggas be talkin like they really bout it but n+gga you ain’t
we gettin this money together we grind through the weather i’m steady in and out the bank
we on da grit til sun down me and drew we on money moves
u see we coming then you better move
we want the dub we ain’t come to lose
i was ready to pop money all up in my socks saw me posted on the block i stayed wit a glock
a n+gga rob me for my knots i think a n+gga better not his body a drop put his ass in box
i aim good wit the shots i’m workin the clock 24/7 to 365 this sh+t never stop ha!

lets ride
heart vacant like a bando
keep a choppa like rambo
never runnin out of ammo
cleveland da city i stand fo
heart vacant like a bando
keep a choppa like rambo
never runnin out of ammo
cleveland da city i stand fo
put yo hands up in da sky
if you wanna ride we can take ride aye
lets ride
put yo hands up in da sky crusin through the night rollin wit my 9
lets ride
put yo hands up in da sky
if you wanna ride we can take ride
lets ride
put yo hands up in da sky crusin through the night rollin wit my 9
lets ride
run up on em like an under dog
chip on my shoulder baker mayfield
i came to ball with a team
rocking that brown n orange till i die
welcome to the land b+tch were we ride
rocking wit fellas from west to east side
hit after hit with my cleveland affiliates
brit got the beat and said beat on it
this some michael jackson thriller sh+t
tick tock life no umbrella
when it pours heavy keep your head up
three shots for my fellas
watch for the snakes in the rear
i got shotty that body a deer
hanging the rack on my mirror
hear hear all about it
can’t f+ck with the land fam
i’m a snap back as i relapse
on this g track can you get that
homie get back
i put a hit on this track
with mookie motonio and ashby
they bout to light it up
the roof is on fire
i keep riding i keep riding
for my city yo i’m gone blair it out my f+cking stereo stereo
cleveland da city i stand fo
heart vacant like a bando
keep a choppa like rambo
never runnin out of ammo
cleveland da city i stand fo
let ride
i’m from cleveland and ill rep it till i die
i get mad love from west to east side
that how i ride that’s how ride that’s how i ride
lets ride lets ride lets ride
put yo hands up in da sky
if you wanna ride we can take ride aye
lets ride
put yo hands up in da sky crusin through the night rollin wit my 9
lets ride
put yo hands up in da sky
if you wanna ride we can take ride
lets ride
put yo hands up in da sky crusin through the night rollin wit my 9
lets ride

c+l+e+v+e+l+a+n+d oh yes that’s me
a+s+h +b coming straight up the block
with a pocket full of motherf+cking gwap and a thang c+cked
call the weed man get a bag’ll make your brain pop
don’t you know it he be chilling at the same spot
i’m heading to tell him i’ll be there in 5 minutes
pull up here’s the papers motherf+cker put some live in it
it’s always dark in my city but i thrive in it
even though the sun don’t ever really seem to shine in it
i’m a always get mine in it
head up chest out i’m a walk around with pride in it
never hide in it i’m a ride in it
pistol on my f+cking side
looking at the sky, getting high in it
never lie in it, i’ma look you in the f+cking eye with it
and when it’s my time i’ma die in it
yeah, this that nasty flow
that’s so unnatural but casual though, i’m rapping slow
but then i speed it up
i’ma tear this motherf+cking beat up from the feet up, you know i’m so g’d up
three blunts at once, in suv trucks
the homie d drunk and the whole f+cking city is pumped
to see their motherf+cking boys in action
coming back to the trap that hatched ’em
had to go on a map trip to make it happen
but now we’re back and ain’t no match for the way we’re rapping
cause i’m straight attacking the lames
all the ones that doubted my name and say i should feel shame
thought i was not on my game
now they all understand why my city call my the king
lets ride
ashby

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