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honcho hoodlum - my city (remix) lyrics

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[verse 1: rolex homi]
we winning and they losing n-gg-, yup
n-gg- we winning and they losing n-gg-
you ain’t a hitta you just dab when you shoot a n-gg-
you ain’t a hitta you just dab when you shoot a n-gg-, ha
we winning and they losing n-gg-, yup
n-gg- we winning and they losing n-gg-
you ain’t a hitta you just dab when you shoot a n-gg-
you ain’t a hitta you just dab when you shoot a n-gg-
it’s all love on the snapchat don’t too get close i’m waving two straps
like i don’t trust you n-gg-, n-gg- fall back two swingers in the mac and i ain’t trusting these n-gg-s cause they rating they snakes and snaking they rats
day one n-gg- homie and you snaking that?
he had on a little chain on and you taking that?
i’m from vanauley walk n-gg- we don’t rate that
nowadays i catch a body and got nothin to say
cause when you do to much talk and they doing the raids
jhezz, call project stupid n-gg-s
n-gg-s can’t see my face but i be gooin’ n-gg-s
cops can’t see my face but i be shooting n-gg-s
i go in my pocket and n-gg-s start be bootin’ n-gg-
i’m looking at them like where the f-ck that n-gg- moving n-gg-
my homie ask you did you goo’d that n-gg-?
i said nah he only running from me cause i be shooting n-gg-s
my city crazy n-gg-

[hook: hoodlum]
my city crazy (x8)

[verse 2: hoodlum]
my city crazy
there’s cold summers and hot winters
n-gg-s will eat your food like a hot dinner
last n-gg- try run off on the plug, he dead now
his family had to pull the plug
that’s friends turn the opps, there ain’t no love
family beefing with each other they don’t care that they blood
what happened to the love, what happened to the love
d-mn
you think you the man from how many bands you got
they only rate how many mans you shot
you can get it too, for the fam’s you got
you should know who your man and who’s not
chiraq be the only city that got lasers on the poles
out here bad b-tches making paper on that pole
r.i.p yo it don’t get no realer, he went up like a k!ller
double homicide he k!lled his k!ller
d-mn

[hook: hoodlum]
my city crazy (x8)

[verse 3: twotwo]
everybody tweaking for a body
scared n-gg-s missing cause they tweaking off a molly’
n-gg-s using old lady’s as protection in the lobby
and still getting bodied
i’m from a place get a gun or you’ll get left dead
where we k!ll for coloured money not a dead pres’
my city devil n-gg-, make the heat boil blood like a kettle n-gg-
close friends waring over buckets
if you ain’t got a gun for your jewels better tuck it
in school n-gg-s bust it
them young n-gg-s by twenty somethin’
wild, they don’t give a f-ck about the public
cle you know i rep it to death
cut like a shoes better watch every step
n-gg-s will snake that’ll come right for your neck
that b-tch don’t love you she just want some of your cheque
my city crazy

[hook: hoodlum]
my city crazy (x8+)



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