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Put the City On

Album: The One Who Did Durasi: 2:37

Why niggas said they hate it?

Like, "I ain't what who put this city on"

I keep it player, I ain't worried with that biddy on

A real joint, can't roll up with all my billy on

Niggas act dumb, I'm finna hit him with this pippy lung

Hit him with this pippi long, this mop stick

Give a fuck who you think he was, you not this

Nigga think he cold, well I feed him hot shit

If he live the life I live, you'll see why I keep a stick

If he live the life I live, you'll see why I keep brand me

Can't go outside without clutching my Sammy

Gotta keep it on me, that shit come in handy

I've been a fool since I'm young and they can't stand me

They can't stand me, I've been a nut

And yeah, it's up with whoever, I don't give a fuck

And if it's beef on the floor, better pick it up

Already past these rap niggas, yeah, these niggas suck

They boof, you steady line, but say you the truth

And lonely time that nigga gangsta when he hit the booth

For real, y'all niggas hate, but y'all know's true

Before this rap shit on game was giving niggas blues

Why niggas said they hate it?

Like, "I ain't what who put this city on"

I keep it player, I ain't worried with that biddy on

A real joint, can't roll up with all my billy on

Niggas act dumb, I'm finna hit him with this pippy lung

Hit him with this pippi long, this mop stick

Give a fuck who you think he was, you not this

Nigga think he cold, well I feed him hot shit

If he live the life I live, you'll see why I keep a stick

I'm sorry mama for this life that I chose

And this for you, that's why I do it, 'cause you never lost hope

Since I'm young and been told, better reap what you sow

Man, I don't need no get back, bitch, we been up to school

For real, better stay up in that house, you get wicked

Call nights in my sleep, niggas know I did it

You don't want the funk, better keep me off that mint

'Til your bitch fuck on me, 'cause you say nigga different, I'm different

Like 2 Chainz, Captain Save a ho, call that nigga Bruce Wayne

Couldn't catch up if I gave him all day

I don't fuck a rap nigga, man, these rap niggas

Why niggas said they hate it?

Like, "I ain't what who put this city on"

I keep it player, I ain't worried with that biddy on

A real joint, can't roll up with all my billy on

Niggas act dumb, I'm finna hit him with this pippy lung

Hit him with this pippi long, this mop stick

Give a fuck who you think he was, you not this

Nigga think he cold, well I feed him hot shit

If he live the life I live, you'll see why I keep a stick