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The nitty gritty, big bad, London city
The remake or the sequel
My album is gonna be my prequel
My ego tells me that no-man on this can land can
unfold,
A story untold, from the countryside to gold.
In the heart of the urban beat,
A farmer's journey to the city's seat.
(Chorus)
Oh, from the plow
Been chillin by the rose gardens
Rose petals come with more problems
Im bloomin in the city now
Catch me planning with my gold flowers
Been chillin
Come down Jerusalema
Beautiful city of gold
Come down Jerusalema
Beautiful city of gold
Come down Jerusalema
Beautiful city of gold
Come down
spirit will carry me on
Wings like eagles
To the city in the clouds
In this city
There are streets made out of gold
And there's a fortune
Waiting to be
want to go and take a ride with me
We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh, why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money)
If you wanna go
to Florida City, Opa-Locka
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice
want to go and take a ride with me
We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh, why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money)
If you wanna go
[Chorus]
We ain't got no time, in the city of gold
Trying to get me some sunshine
An avoid the patrol
Ah yea
I'm fed up
All I want is
[Master P talking]
G man, why don't you go on, pass the dank
Let's take a lil' break ya know whatb I'm sayin'
Before we finish this album up
crib and he's Scotty in it
Bath tub big enough to fit a Audi in it
8 gold chains like it's already in it
Murder with the ink, I'm Gotti in it
Don't get
T on the beat make your shit blow
Cause my shit gold, told you once before
I'm all about cash if you ain't then go
I put on for my city yeah that's for sho
Known
Yea, four gold albums, one platinum plaque
Still shining i get my record hot
They tried to tell me keep grinding
Live in Miami
How I’m pposed to get some
city slick I had to break the mold
Got my stripes in places they wouldn't even go
Straight out the mud but turnt that shit to gold we turnt that shit
me first time i said pop pop
Gold helicopter on the roof top
Got a bad chick gold bikini top
Got my own city
Ouiwey’s Hot spot
Got a gold barbershop
This city was
My home for quite some while now
Life here's on pause
And I need to move on somehow
A new path to go
Nothing special is on my mind
But
New jack city, where the dope fiends lay
City by the bay, where its windy erry day
New jack city, get capped in broad day
City by the bay, where
as the summer's on, I took the winter off in
L.A. 'cause the city's too cold but I'm heating up, soon as I drop the album
We on an island like Friday in Robinson
Yeah feel me you know all you gotta do is sit back
And let your hair down you feel me
Don't you wanna slide through my city
Get high in my city sit
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice P-Rhymes rich
who's playin'
This new album produced by Swizz Beats, Pharrell, and Timbaland
Correction again, this album is executive produced by the Dragon, Pharrell
Yeah look
Had to grind had to make it
City's son
Underrated
Check me now never fading
Don P copped a G
For the fam
Flex the gram
Talking Insta chill
floor by floor
Talk shit, I send 'em door by door
Made for the Snow White life, four by fours my nigga
I'm from a big city
Tryna make a living
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