City of Z - Lex Shelby Grey

Uh I'm so glad I'm not stuck in the hood life Always hating on juggle mate but he wanna be like juggle mate fado I got 20 bad bitches on speed dial And they do whatever I say when I say So And to never ever ever ever be a Nigga like you is what I pray every day For Look I ain't never ever never ever Been a online gangster that's gay bro Tough ass typing fingers and emoji Banger you be Ro watchin' every day Hoe Yeah they lookin' for ya got our hood hot Fuckin' with me ya think I'ma play No I'll set this bitch off like I'm Boosie Come on I thought you said you was gon' do me Oh you tougher than a leather pork chop Boy you must be livin' in a movie Like that bitch that say she was gon' get me killed I thought she wasn't gangster but she sued me They just mad at me 'cause I won't give them shit Refuse to let a motherfucker use me I am Mo City Texas Set up shop in Mo City Texas bet ya gotta go through me Did this for my city but I got a lot of haters in my city Tried to starve me in my city but I get a lot of paper in my city It's not safe in my city but I couldn't feel safer in my city I don't need a pass anywhere you wanna go I can take you in my city Did this for my city but I got a lot of haters in my city Tried to starve me in my city but I get a lot of paper in my city It's not safe in my city but I couldn't feel safer in my city I don't need a pass anywhere you wanna go I can take you in my city They givin' out days in my city The people that don't even stay in my city Overlooking people that stay in my city That make shit happen everyday in my city Barely see 'em if I do see 'em They don't never fuck with me when they in my city Culture vultures on some Ted Bundy shit All they be doing is raping my city You think it's cool but my people starvin' And you look like a Pappadeaux plate in my city It ain't all about codeine and cars we a gangster Hope you stay safe in my city I'm takin' city back where it's 'posed to be On top of this shit like we used to Got our own culture got our own way of talkin' We don't give a fuck what you do Every time I see my people dickriding out-of-towners I be like I'm too through (Traitor) DJ's spinnin' out-of-town records Like the hometown music boo-boo (Traitor) Like if you ain't Z-Ro, Kirko Bangz, Slim Thug, Lil Keke, or Bow Wop They'll never play it even if it's a hit Iff y'all think that's cool then fuck all y'all Did this for my city but I got a lot of haters in my city Tried to starve me in my city but I get a lot of paper in my city It's not safe in my city but I couldn't feel safer in my city I don't need a pass anywhere you wanna go I can take you in my city Did this for my city but I got a lot of haters in my city Tried to starve me in my city but I get a lot of paper in my city It's not safe in my city but I couldn't feel safer in my city I don't need a pass anywhere you wanna go I can take you in my city They say Ro ain't playin' fair he got the cheat code It been 20 years like how the fuck he still in beast mode Bitch don't give me my flowers when I'm dead Hoe you can keep those No spine havin' soft hand shakin' I told y'all they some he-hoes Doing what they see us doing and doing where they see we go Tryna kick it with a real nigga I don't need no new amigos Fake niggas can't say they real no more I took that that's been repoed If I say you dead then you dead to me I can't even hear ya when ya speak hoe Did this for my city but I got a lot of haters in my city Tried to starve me in my city but I get a lot of paper in my city It's not safe in my city but I couldn't feel safer in my city I don't need a pass anywhere you wanna go I can take you in my city Did this for my city but I got a lot of haters in my city Tried to starve me in my city but I get a lot of paper in my city It's not safe in my city but I couldn't feel safer in my city I don't need a pass anywhere you wanna go I can take you in my city

Shit Z-Ro the Crooked I know y'all been waiting on this here, yeah Shit, R.I.P. Big Mello Screw, Mafio, Big Boo, Gator All the fallen soldiers man Southside, Eastside, Westside, Northside Know what I'm saying All my partnas, all your dead partnas But shit, I still feel stressed Still gotta get something off my chest Why these hoe niggas be doing what they be doing? I don't know though Shit, fuck it We gon stay two deep in a fo' do' 'Slow Loud And Bangin", all in my trunk Trunk full of funk, I ain't never been a punk I blow on skunk, I blow on doja Military minded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier Out the streets of the Ridgemont fo' Not no bitch and say, I still ain't a hoe Lettin' niggas know, everyday of the year I pimp my pen and I get my point clear Why niggas wanna talk down? I don't know Gotta take a trip to Akapoko, from the fo' With my fo'-fo' on my side, when I ride Ready to do another homicide, in a pine box And I'm gone, nigga old glory I'm H-Town to Cali, just like Robert Horry And if I do a murder, flee the murder scene No missing shortage on the drank, I can't find no lean From Southwest to Southeast, bitch It's about war not bout peace Nigga like me, I'm 'bout knockin' out teeth Know what I'm sayin', I'll loose your grill A nigga coming down in the Coupe Deville Looking gravy, looking real throwed I'ma be the nigga, pullin' over at the fuckin' cross road With my K on my side, I'm ready to ride And if I gotta go, it'll be a homicide Me and another nigga on the way to the Golden Gate A nigga like me, can't wait Just to make it, to another day Gotta get the big pay off, so get the fuck out my way When I come around your corner so slow It'll be the nigga in the damn Polo That's the Ralph Lauren, jackers ain't barring That's why I skipped the slab, when I went straight to foreign Said it like I said it, in the old school Some niggas they be red, but Z-Ro blue I come around your corner, but I ain't set trippin' But I will, wet niggas and wet women With the calico, I had to let a motherfucka' know That I come around your corner, in a Lincoln fo' do' A fox photo, 'cause I do it in a flash Nigga, watch out, 'cause that could be your ass I rhyme so long, rhyme so strong I flex my bicep, then I swole on 'em Get on the motherfuckin' bench And when the laws hit the corner, I hit the fence They wonder where I went, they keep looking I don't give a fuck, like Tyson I keep hookin' Or maybe like Lenox, I'm strong to the finish I'm like the ghetto Popeye, but I don't need spinach I'ma keep goin', I keep on flowin' just like the Nile Million dolla' mouthpiece, everytime I smile Look and load a, nigga ashtray Everytime he smile, he can turn the night to day You can open up the pop and let the smoke come out We don't give a damn, 'bout a crooked ass cop Crooked officer, crooked officer Make a nigga wanna blow the badge off of ya Me and Dougie, my motherfuckin' brother R.I.P. to my motherfuckin' mother That's the Dorothy Marie McVay Matthew There's ten toes planted in my motherfuckin' shoes I gotta be a man, hope you understand There's nothin', but the work, and the calico in my hand On a corner on the Ridgevan and I'm serving a fiend A real live B-Boy and you know what I mean I be stacking up chips, like Lego Dark on a punk, just like Calvin Kato Houston to the Rocket, a fo'-peat like comets I don't give a fuck, good punch a bitch nigga, make him vomit On the grind, I'ma take a trip on Greyhound I be flying on a plane, but the dope is on the ground Headed to Lake Charles, or headed to Lafayette Maybe off in Alexandria, but I ain't finished yet I gotta make the whole I10, I sin, then I do it again I get my ends, I'm in my motherfuckin' Benzy Got these hoes runnin' 'round in a frenzy I be busting full clips 'til they empty A piece of potent pussy might tempt me Rain is trying to send me to the Penitentiary The main reason why, I ain't friendly I'm wired up, but I ain't on no damn slaughter Dejaun in the back and he got the camcorder Recording everything, the fo's gon swang Still pullin' up on Fondren and the Main Looking lovely, got to look good I throw up Ridgemont fo' 'cause that's my hood Never been a hoe, I'm lettin' hoes know I gotta get a fucking P-L-A-T but first a G-O-L-D A motherfuckin' plaque, I keep it straight and simple like that Hit a bitch from the back and I use my motherfuckin' tool Make her say ouch, when I hit her with the mule