love love love love her daddy Always Wants wants wants wants wants his daddy Needs needs needs needs needs his daddy Love love love love love his daddy Always
Love love love love love her daddy Always Wants wants wants wants wants his daddy Needs needs needs needs needs his daddy Love love love love love his daddy Always
around my shoulder And took a walk down through the park The leaves were falling around me The groaning city in the gathering dark On some solitary rock
game Ya know, Catch me if you can nigga Uhh, Haha [Verse 1] Throwback this, Throwback that It aint where you from its where you wear ya throwback at I rock
Been A Cocky Kid Know They Could Kill Me If They Shot Pac And Big But I Let My Bandana Hang In The City Of Angles We Gangbang I Move That Chronic And
so we travel with ours Poppin Crist' in the 6, like we drivin through Mardi Gras Thinkin 'bout beads and titties as I roll through the city And I keep
witness Only (Church's) in the hood sell chicken (ba-KAW) Every nigga in the hood sell chickens move work like city buses You fuckin with the Hub City
cuttin' Man, them other niggas, y'all ain't did nothin' Rockin' on 'till the break of dawn We gettin' cold money; this time IT'S ON! Rock on .................
tradition In the city of boom, ther can never be an addition Of any of the DJ's to rock the land Like the ones from the city and the boys from Pac-Jam
the rhyme That my homeboy Mr. Mixx carefully designed Hittin' hard as hell, and always droppin' Bass is the reason why you are rockin' When you hear our
spit it out I don't smile a lot, cause ain't nothin' pretty Got a purple heart for war, and I ain't never left the City Hos be like "Fitty, you so witty
[Rock City:] see my best friend used to stay with me each and every day he'd chill with me always told me to pray for me but i always thought that he
at me tipsy sippin' on some bay goose Finna let loose cause I can Fuckin' wit people off the grind nigga you know me I'm the man Cleveland is the city
Krayzie Bone:] We steppin inside the party, Marti Grati Now get me a shot of Bacardi, let it get up in my body Make my body body rock rock ? I'm known
I keep it real wit 'em Everytime I deal wit 'em They bounced wit me from the start And I'm still wit 'em I got the keys to cities I never heard of And every inner city
down Flamingo Lane Well the Maximum Lawman run down Flamingo chasing the Rat and the barefoot girl And the kids round here look just like shadows always
