lirik lagu raw reese - my city
[intro]
it’s over now!
whoever want it, gonna get it
raw motherf-ckin’ reese
n-ggas sayin’ my name on cds and sh-t
you know who the hardest n-gga is!
(my city don’t play that sh-t)
[hook x2]
in my city, we don’t play no games
in my city, we don’t care ’bout your name
in my city, we throw them thangs
in my city, we don’t care ’bout your game
[verse 1]
good evening, ladies, gentlemen, boys
i welcome you to east st. louis, illinois
but if you touch my sh-t, i’ma break your hand
listen here, dawg, i’m a grown -ss man
this my hood, yup, this my land
618, n-gga, i ain’t playin’
got the block on lock, everybody knows that i can’t be stopped
people try to jock but i can’t be topped
people try to jack but he can’t be topped, n-gga, can’t be topped
i don’t give a f-ck, n-gga, this my city
in my city, i don’t show no pity
if a n-gga want beef, mothaf-cka, come get me
might act silly but ain’t sh-t pretty
let out your tongue, roll it up like a philly
can’t be stopped, ok, oh really?
cl!ck cl!ck boom, get hit with the milli
have your forehead just pourin’ out chilly
big tough guy just make me laugh
do a lot of dirt but i still take baths
count a lot of money but i don’t like math
tell the record label that a n-gga want half
can’t do that you can kiss my -ss
now i’m in that ‘lac with that black gat on the lap
hat to the back with a fat sack of that smoke
raw reese and i ain’t no joke
still the hardest in the motherf-ckin’ city
bad boy, but i ain’t p diddy
n-ggas didn’t want my city on the map, but now i’m here
(everybody gon’ play my sh-t)
[hook x2]
[verse 2:]
f-ck that bus back u gon’ make a n-gga break the law
talk back and i’m gon’ break your jaw
it’s me raw reece, r-a-w
mothaf-cka, i told you in trouble dude
get your -ss shot while your baby mama cuddle you
put you in a he-rs- then the dirt gon’ cover you
i ain’t got no line for no other dudes
pull out the big 4-5 make you eyes feel like baby food
man i’m a crazy dude…
coppin’ corn i was born 1-15-19-82
and the other ladies who
have ’em screamin’
when they see me splurgin’ on bling and i’m 22
do what i gotta do
matter of fact lemme take that back
i can do what i wanna do
don’t make me bus a shot at you
and y’all ain’t worth sh-t you’re irritatin’ like a rock in the tennis shoes
stop lemme finish you
’cause what i’m sayin’ gonna make a rap sound like you in pre-school
don’t no body need you
and all that bull sh-t you rap about i don’t believe you
and i don’t wanna see you, on my block
if you come on my block, then your -ss get shot
n-gga you don’t wanna see me
when i’m mad, ’cause n-gga when i’m mad
they zippin’ up body bags
i’m a thug mothaf-cka with a sick mind
big t-shirts, big jeans and a big 9
i be d-mn if i let a n-gga take mine
i don’t give a f-ck if it ain’t mine, i ain’t dyin’
y’all n-ggas can’t hurt this
i don’t really know what your purpose
but you better stay on your surface
i don’t wanna see you out of town
cause my referee blow that whistle
and it sounds out of bounds
[hook x2]
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