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young garcia - my city lyrics

[intro]
uh
uh, my city, grr, boaw, grr, boaw
uh, if you a bad b+tch, put your hands up
everybody start dancing, grr, uh, huh
100 on the coupe, ayo watch out

[verse 1]
hol’ up, pull up with hat big drip, pull up with a .30 we aim at his lip lip
aim at his d+ck b+tch, run with the choppa aim at his body
that’s what my city is, where the robberies happen
where x died, where you finna die, cause we don’t respect n0body
they ain’t care about us, they just wanna take us
they just wanna k!ll us, they ain’t care about our lifes
they just want us to die, hol’ up, big crip, aye, aye, aye
i got that big drip, that’s what my city is, let’s go

[chorus]
my city, my weed, my drank, my cup, my lean, mine tucked
my city, my grand, my gang, my choppa, my pants
my city, my girl, my b+tch, my kicks, my mom, my whip, i quit
big crip, my city, big drip, my guy, my crip

[verse 2]
i had to f+ck too many b+tches
i just f+cked too many b+tches, ya’ know that we winnеrs
aye, she went on thе d+ck yeah
i’m with that choppa, you wanna f+ck with us? that’s what my city is
we ain’t give a f+ck where you at, you still finna die, cause that’s what my city is
make him change his life, make him change his life, that’s what my city is
and everytime i sit down, i wonder why we getting shot, i wonder why you ride around wit a glock
but i think back, and that’s what my city is
she wanna go, she wanna go
shorty keep calling me up, and she can f+ck when she want
grr, aye
meet him out his body, meet me in the lobby, with the choppa in and out his body
uh
that’s what my city is
[chorus]
my city, my weed, my drank, my cup, my lean, mine tucked
my city, my grand, my gang, my choppa, my pants
my city, my girl, my b+tch, my kicks, my mom, my whip, i quit
big crip, my city, big drip, my guy, my crip

[skit: young garcia & gang member]
ay, f+ck you getting this money from, ah?
ay uh, i’m looking for jasalene, uh
i don’t f+cking care who you looking for, f+ck that b+tch
where the f+ck you getting this money from, ah? i’m finna f+ck you up
ok, ok, ok, chill, chill
why you robbing me man? please, just don’t do this
i’m really struggling right now, i just got out the hospital
come on bro
don’t f+cking care, matter fact get the f+ck outta the car, f+ck you

- young garcia lyrics

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