Lyrics:
take it at that
why'all been eatin off these streets and now I'm takin it back
why'all won't see me sideways you get it live and direct
I-20 in
back blow the Kush in they face
stuntin is a habit
let 'em see the karats
I'mma make it rain nigga i ain't 'fraid to share it
Chorus 2x:
meet me in
niggaz here
Take a short vacation and niggaz struck fear
Fuck I'm bout to break it down to the nitty gritty
Nigga act shitty I'ma bring 'em back
right through it [SCRATCHING]
Chitty chitty bang bang chitty bang chitty
I kick the nitty gritty
For the people in the city
Here's somethin' that ya
Little nitty-gritty city, nothin' wrong with that
Really wanna meet your ma and your dad
So when you gonna take me back to where you learned how to do
before we dropped
And shit just got put on hold or fucking stopped
Now 30 days done, we back to the nitty-gritty
Album got released, big showdown in
or fucking stopped
Now 30 days done, we back to the nitty-gritty
Album got released, big showdown in Chocolate City
Niggaz with masks on, vests and all
Stayed down in the nitty gritty
Then came up with my Homie
I got a lot of money and a lot
Of fame but never changed up on my Homie
She wanna fuck
like a dog chasin it's tail
And by the time I turned of legal age I'd probably be in jail
In school my teachers thought I was just a foul mouthed
the city,
The nitty gritty, always together like titties.
By any chance that I do get burnt,
You better believe that I'm comin' back, just like a tax
take it at that
why'all been eatin off these streets and now I'm takin it back
why'all won't see me sideways you get it live and direct
I-20 in
take it at that
why'all been eatin off these streets and now I'm takin it back
why'all won't see me sideways you get it live and direct
I-20 in
take it at that
why'all been eatin off these streets and now I'm takin it back
why'all won't see me sideways you get it live and direct
I-20 in
Lupe Fiasco
What up it's Lupe Fiasco
You're watchin the Pepsi Max NFL audible
Nick Javas
Hello sports fans, we're coming down to the nitty-gritty
don't it
I'll be fishing in the dark nitty gritty
Goodbye city
Hello hello hello sunshine
Hello wild wind blowin'
Closest thing to heaven,
man don't I
gritty
I'ma show you how to bounce back
Don't be afraid, in this game, you gon' bounce back
I'm taking aim, not ashamed cause I'ma bounce back
So when I
it up motherfucker
(ahh!) Better have fur in the back of the truck, motherfucker
I seen a baller (baller) yeah nigga, he strait ballin
Call it a wild
[Nitty:]
Here we go again
Ghetto field USA
You know I go by the name Nitty right?
I gotta introduce you to
anotha muthafucka in my squad right
This
hear my heart
But damn, it got hit by a Smark bus
And landed in Pontiac
So I tell my mellow to send it back
Come on, wined and my back blow up
Look for
Got ducked out by ascad, I told all the cats come 22
Was the type of guy to watch nittys smoke in the room, I could hack the fumes
I'm a bando baby
Thump thump
When you do it in the city they go bump bump bump
So throw up your hands and jump jump jump
The real nitty gritty
The country or the city
its my turn to buss
And make weak muthafuckas turn to dust
And if you weak you die in the streets of Chi
Its deep drive by my bullets fly in the seat
and that's the real nitty gritty
You go uptown, downtown. You got to turn your life around
Back in the jungle, a man is free
Free from the street, from
Gotta do it for my hustlers in the south
(Still breaking boys off, boys off, still breaking boys off)
(Southwest put'cha dubs up baby, let's go!)
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