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z - ro - the mo-city don lyrics

[chorus:]
k-i-n-g
the mo city don
i know you heard about me and this mission i’m on
but not in r-a-p i just tryna’ live on
not in a penitentiary i rather be rollin’ chrome
in the b-e-n-z my att-tude is shown
cause i’ve never been friendly you should leave me alone
but if i s-l-i-p and my brains get blown
just listen at my cd cause i’m living my songs

[verse 1:]
i’m just living my life
not worried about no money or no women tonight
just rollin’ in something foreign with my gun at my side
with some designer doegha hope i don’t run into 1 time
no particular destination i just wanna roll
don’t wanna talk i left all my cell phones at home
all i need is 15 pounds of leave me alone
cause ain’t n-body on this level i’m on (ha ha)
and all i see is, murder murder my mind stay
preoccupied with homicide, tryna’ to survey threw this crime rate
most of my homies hustle for big bucks
but blow it on bullsh-t then start complaining on how they can’t come up
-ssociation brings about simulation you know what that means
means you two will become a dope feen
the same thing goes for crooks and thief’s
cause i’m not interested in gimmick just get along my cheese

[verse 2:]
i’m covered in diamonds and gold
try to take them away from me, i’ll leave yo body so swole
what i’m holding is big enough to blow a hole in yo soul
so take yo gin and hypnotic and have a seat by them hoes
instead of killing yo -ss i’d rather pump you a gl-ss
i’m tired of being the reason people under the gr-ss
but i won’t lose people who will murder yo -ss
i couldn’t even keep yo ghetto past
homie when i tell you i’m unjackable i not just talking sh-t
i got gorillas everywhere be careful who you walking with
but i’m an equal opportunity lender, i’m not a slob,
meet me in mo city and i might just give you a job (ha ha)
cause i’m looking for a few good men trying to expand my operation
been local long enough time to go nation
making a transition from the streets to the fame
a couple clubs, gas stations and hotels in my name

[verse 3:]
i can’t do bad one deep
i wish i could flip in a bentley coupe with just one seat
form out some chronicle cigarillo with just one freak
and if i fall off before i ask for help, i’ll eat lunch meat
i wear my pride on my shoulders and my heart on my sleeves
within knowledge and understanding that’s 360 degrees
95 to 5 p-e-r-c-e-n-t
only a few real n-gg-s plus so many walk with me
h-ll yeah i wear the holy corona in the good book
until the investigators give all clues a good look
and the king don’t have to wear his crown to rule
that’s what the book says that without common sense youse a d-mn fool

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