Letras:
Juice Key To The City

Still got that key to the city.... [Verse 1] uh..uh....uh J-U, The hot shit, to hot to fall I'm too ahead of my time kid, I stop for y'all in a drunk

New Orleans where the bloods at the bee hive Ain't nothin sweet unless its presidential Cause that is where I sleep, now give me my key! [N.O.R.E.] New

let's get it on now I got the key to the city I got the key to the city I got the key to the city I got the key to the city I got the key to the city

see me poppin bottles at the bar It feel like now or never (never) Please don't put'cha bet down mo' If it ain't four or better I'm talking seein rose at da end of the road Playboy fuck what you is told Watch....me and my dirty City

poppin' bottles at the bar It feels like now or never (Never) Please don't put 'cha bet down mo' If it ain't four or better I'm talking Pete Rose at the end of the road Playboy fuck what you was told Watch me and my dirty City

kick it in yo do and look around yo place I ain't scared to cock back a fo and put 1 in yo face Stay still nigga flava deuce, deuce in a third Teflon coverin' yo body juice

to get the picture how they start to juice me? You can't compare me to wanna-pimps whimps Cause that's entirely a different type of pimp Longevity is the key

shimmered like black incense on the bald head of a Buddhist monk. I drove down the highway and I got to that big city of Miami. The steaming, seedy city - the city

name Tex Half brothers and the name Murphy Key Slow had a mass, City of Ali Old school rap, call it cranberry Up in the abyss where homie E-40 Orange juice