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king von - wiic city lyrics

[intro]
von, von, von
dj on the beat, so it’s a banger

[chorus]
see, foenem tote glizzys (tote glizzys)
fifty shot, no semis (semis)
fifty shot, yeah, that’s plenty, they on there with any (with any)
you get smoked like a chimney (like a chimney)
turn the goofy to memory, you tweakin’ you next, n+gga (what?)
like a p+ssy, get wet, n+gga, h+lla shots at yo’ head, n+gga (boom)
that tec sound like dun+dun+dun+dun+dun+dun+dun+dun
that’s a rest, n+gga (boom, boom, boom)
we body catchers like body sn+tchers (huh? what?)
sick dogs on ’em, call ’em body fetchers (yeah)
that choppa bring him down, body sections (boom)
make it hard to outline the body sketches
get chopped up like kids fool, gon’ kick it like kung fu (uh+huh)
break yo’ rib if he hit you, breaking crib if the rent due

[verse]
see, they talk the biggest sh+t (what?)
acting hard, but they ain’t with the sh+t (huh?)
better watch who you be drillin’ with
or be the same n+gga say he witnessed it, huh? (d+mn)
i know from experience, this sh+t boost my adrenaline (yeah, yeah)

savage n+ggas be feelin’ this, don’t you hate when you missin’ sh+t?

well, then let me help you, show you how you can catch two
park the car on the other end of the block
show ’em what that tec do (boom, boom, boom)
don’t run, they gon’ catch you, check ’em out like a chess move
bullets shooting through the vest too
broken shoulder knocked his neck loose (boom, boom)

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[chorus]
see, foenem tote glizzys (tote glizzys)
fifty shot, no semis (semis)
fifty shot, yeah, that’s plenty, they on there with any (with any)
you get smoked like a chimney (like a chimney)
turn the goofy to memory, you tweakin’ you next, n+gga (what?)
like a p+ssy, get wet, n+gga, h+lla shots at yo’ head, n+gga (boom)
that tec sound like dun+dun+dun+dun+dun+dun+dun+dun
that’s a rest, n+gga (boom, boom, boom)
we body catchers like body sn+tchers (huh? what?)
sick dogs on ’em, call ’em body fetchers (yeah)
that choppa bring him down, body sections (boom)
make it hard to outline the body sketches
get chopped up like kids fool, gon’ kick it like kung fu (uh+huh)
break yo’ rib if he hit you, breaking crib if the rent due
[open verse]

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