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rome streetz - east coasting lyrics

[intro]
kings hold the motherf+ckin crown
i’m in the motherf+ckin town
holdin it down
b+tch

[verse 1]
check
go out and get it don’t let nothing hold you back
from commitin the cul+de+sac (?) to hold the stack, f+ck bein low and flat
the doper rap, loud i blow to the flow, throw the cognac
vip to the homies i’m at the door to this fony cats

salute the great truth i’m due to rule the states
the moves i make is (…)
(…)
that’s a given, ism for n+ggas illegal livin
f+ck lettin a n+gga lead you, seein gs should be the mission

talk less than you listen, you never fail, s+xin jezebels
cause i be flexin, eyes low from the cesses i inhale
measure on the scale, buy and sell the clientels the action
this style’s from foul slums (?), the traps that i be mackin

streetz better than any n+gga who actin like he captain
logo on my cap, ten racks off of jugs from back then
this how i came up, the game sucks too much copyin
k!ll hip hop but i’m the oxygen + who hot as him?
[hook (x2)]
kings hold the crown, run the town, pass the trees arround
gs up, hoes we keepin down, beef we’ll see the pound (?)
east coastin, hustle to eat is all we know and
live from the city that never sleepin n+gga i go in

[verse 2]
born leader like i’m cesar
keep a ghetto diva at my leash, i need seed (?) notes and reefer
dope in your speaker, i’m who they quote theses n+ggas know we’re close
to the murder i coldly (?) wrote you’re soul will see the holy ghost

kudos, sold more hits than (…)
countin dirty chips, i flip em sicker than you putos
two os, they shake on the plate, i’m sellin the half weight (?)
my whole staff is felons with bellons (?), they on a cash chase

trappin breakin mornin duckin jake (?), workin the stash place
on the low though, still got a warrant from my last case
true talk, smooth is how i move with goons in new york
comin after your food, grippin the ruge, f+ck did you thought?

04, bare+faced jugs and from upstate to brooklyn
only desire is cake, weed, plates and women
flippin the freebase, livin on the edge (?) sinnin
strive to be winnin, this what i learned from the beginning, now

[hook (x2)]
kings hold the crown, run the town, pass the trees arround
gs up, hoes we keepin down, beef we’ll see the pound (?)
east coastin, hustle to eat is all we know and
live from the city that never sleepin n+gga i go in

[outro]
kings hold the crown, run the town, pass the trees arround

- rome streetz lyrics

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