Lyrics:
Too real
Gotta build in every city I be
Too nice
But I gotta kill every beat
Behind my back they talk shit
I'm around not a peep
I thought y’all
to shop at the Dollar Tree
Got Fallz on my mind, every time that I touch down in my city
Gotta get me a bitty, big booty big titties, and her face hella
Big city lights don't shine for me no more
Yeh know somebody took my angel
And now shes gone for sure...
Theres a broken lamp post where we used
sewer sludge stuck in my throat
And I live in a big pipe on Sog Island
So stop by and have a bowl of rust, you fucking bitch-ass faggot
Faggot, you bitch
Count it like 1, 2, 3
I just got a paper cut
Stacking all this paper up
Ball like MJ, 2, 3
Every time I hit the city got a couple racks with me yeah
PUNE LIFE
Yeah Pune my city yeah pune my life
Pune my city yeah pune my tribe
Pune my city yeah pune my vibe
Pune my city yeah pune my uh
Hip
around your city
Bling bling, pinky ring worth about fifty
Bling bling, every time I buy a new ride
Bling bling, Lorenzos on Yokohama tires
Bling
Vocals' pressure I release
Rest In Peace
To the city's street
Every time that I step out
My roux be homicidal
Pimpin' be shining so bright
I don't need GA
big or small or monies involved
I won't falter or fall I'm giving you my all
Chorus
Every time, every mind, every music note,
Man, it's beautiful, it's
take that)
Long Beach is on the motherfuckin map
The city by the sea, R.I.P.
JD (that's me), you know about the LBC (uh-huh)
My niggas love
Bounce
Bounce
Bounce
Bounce
I can't believe that every day and every night (Bounce)
It's getting better with you out of my life (Bounce)
It's
on your car, though
And big ass woofers in your car door
So you could wang like your daddy at the park eating sharks
Went to King where you were teased
It's a city of strangers
Some come to work, some to play
A city of strangers
Some come to stare, some to stay
And every day, the ones who stay...
Killa on the beat, I got killaz in the street
It's the Queen city King, hide the, in the creek
Mr big wang, dang a lang, rolled in,
Zim zimma,
towns and I love big crowds, I guess that's just how I roll
'Cause I'm surrounded by the people that I love and that's what I call home
Man every
Big city life, yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Big city life got me looking in the sky
Watching all these other niggas walking by
They don't like to see me
They don't
hockey yae (Wrist hockey yae)
Cost to be a boss and i got big pockets yae (Big pockets yae)
Cruising Through yo city in the summer make the top drop
I got
remember struggle days where we could barely get by
Now I'm out here makin big moves yeah bro you can deny
Reppin for my label lucid fuel yeah we boutta fly
smash, create windows of opportunity,
Hatchet in dad's casket and give him a proper eulogy
32 degree, Big Boss ice factory standoff
Who told about
shit
You by yourself where all that bang bang shit
I want u to breath wen you aim that bitch
Can you look at yo target and drift away before you wang
I've been cookin' up the cake and got no time for fish fillet
I've been cruisin' through the city, need some food, I want my plate
Niggas think I'm
to play to entertain and heal the lonely
Break the binary
Make it big in Cyber City
Break the binary
Make it big in Cyber City
Break the binary
Make it big
vegetables
Rapping with that special flow
Only way you're next to blow if you be strapped with C4
I be fresh from head to toe, every day a fashion show
(Big L) my crew be deliverin hot lead
When gats are clenched
Rappers I jack and lynch
Nobody can fuck with the way I be
Killing the shit in rap
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