save ya I believe it's that season for gettin yo papers Or haven't you heard about them birds? We call it that cheese In Texas we get it with ease, hit
if in all die Will you run dead em again? Well go on buddy let em fly That's how it is in my city, and your city sir it gets no pretti-er just more gritty
when Ice Cube was a young nigga, B.E. was rebellin, in the city with one high school, But now i'm a legend. I opened up for chris love and love and ludacris
New York These streets will make you feel brand new Big lights will inspire you, let's hear it for New York New York, New York One hand in the air for the big city
frustration on the world get 'em back for the Playa Hation So come on we gotta roll and wouldn't you know They ain't ready for the war Rob tha rich
fake it I go to Magic City and the girls dance naked I'm somewhat of a hero by the way I rap But I'm living like an Oak town mack I'm in the house y
star I came up when Ice Cube was a young nigga B.E. was rebellin' in the city with one high school But now I'm a legend I done opened up for Chris Love
the city proud, rep'd hard for the grill They thought we fell off, still getting it how I live Stay up in the club, let 'em know we still paid Reppin' for
I ever wrote or I said Wake up with it everyday and take it with me to bed Hurting my heart and hanging over my head 'Bout the realest nigga these Texas
guerrillas see then peel ya Niggaz down here ain't tryna feel ya, see ya, hear ya, know ya Serve ya, for ya or for ya You pussy niggaz been hatin' on us for
for your team, run your game full sprint Trill is when you never fake, trill is when you real Chasin' after dollar bills, gotta get it how you live
under city lights, I get tore up under city lights I get tore, I get tore up under city lights Tore up under city lights, I'm tore up under city lights For
The sound of revenge, tell 'em what it is Mayne Welcome to the New World Order Atlanta, Georgia Houston, Texas The south is officially takin' over, he
groove is sweet licorice Whether you're white-ish, redneck-ish or (?) figureish Whether you speak real good, or you just st-st-stammer You a city hood
antibiotics (Sucka bitch) Name a sexual disease, She got it like Sam Goody You be like, "Damn how could she hit me off with chlamydia?" Fool I pity ya We live in the city
Every mornin' and every evenin' Ten years later, she eatin' that Lean Cuisine I'm on the field, straight brawn off that Creatine In the NFL, which mean Not For Long City to city
Dogg) Josey Wales was known for robbin trains and things layin everybody down for diamond rings and chains It remains the same in the year you live