Livin' in the City
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Boy, it's some shady times out there going on right now
Man, shit be out there
You got them real niggas and them fake niggas
Then you got them coochie-ass niggas who say they down
When they ain't down
My nigga, y'all niggas better get together, boy
'Cause this shit real
Where I'm from, the M-I-A-M-I
Young nigga got on, got strong, now he's too fly
'Cause of what he has in his possession
Few keys of coke and some pounds of that session
And a flurry of hoes
Drop tops, flip flops, hammers and loads
Now he don't holla at the fellas
And the homies from 'round the way is getting jealous
So they sit back and scheme
Strapped with AK's, Mac-10s and carbines
Now what you think they gon' do?
Sit in front of his crib and wait for him to come through?
So they can touch his ass
But if the nigga try to buck, they gon' bust his ass
And fill him up with holes
But that's just how shit goes
When you're
Living in the city
Bad enough now and still getting worse
Living in the city
'Cause in the city, you live and learn
Living in the city
I ain't fronting
Living in the city
Talk to me quick
Wake up to the sound of somebody screaming
Look out my window, some nigga's triple teaming
A nigga who ain't from 'round the way
And asked what was the price he gotta pay
For tryna play bold
Walking through my neighborhood wearing your gold
Talking 'bout going to a bitch crib
Now you fucked up and stuck with broken ribs
That's the way it's gotta be
If I was 'round your way, y'all gon' front on me
So I look out for self
If I wanna see a bitch, I'll see her somewhere else
'Cause hoes be setting niggas up
And at the same time getting niggas touched
But so a bitch can't get me
I'm always packing that thang with me
'Cause I'm
Living in the city
Bad enough now and still getting worse
Living in the city
'Cause in the city, you live and learn
Living in the city
I ain't fronting
Living in the city
Talk to me quick
Life in the fast lane should be your last game
You didn't do it, but you still got your ass blamed
For a crime you did not commit
Have knowledge of and nothing to do with
But that description fits you, police gets you
Ask you questions, no answer, he hits you
Holding your jaw, there must be a mistake
Scared to speak and you're weak as your knees shake
Expressing anger as you go to jail
Denied a phone call, no chance for bail
Enraged and encaged as you suffer
Day by day, the wait gets rougher
Never planned on being an inmate
Hanging by a string, waiting for a court date
You struggle and fight to stay alive
Manage to survive 'til court day arrives
Step in the courtroom beat up and filthy
Judge takes one look and claims you're guilty
Head drops, no way to bail out
Like the other innocent brothers in the jailhouse
Now you're looking at five to ten
Yo, a nigga just can't win
When you're
Living in the city
Bad enough now and still getting worse
Living in the city
'Cause in the city, you live and learn
Living in the city
I ain't fronting
Living in the city
Talk to me quick
This ain't no bullshit that I'm feeding ya now
This ain't no bait and a nigga ain't tryna reel ya in or nothing
You understand what I'm saying, my nigga?
'Cause when you be out here bullshitting, your ass'll be out of gas
So you better take motherfucking heed to these words, motherfucker
'Cause it ain't no bullshit
You understand what I'm saying, man?
You get my point
Figured I saw a brother with two bricks in his hand
I said, "Where you going, baby? To the shop?"
So you know as well as I do that things are changing
Man, shit be out there
You got them real niggas and them fake niggas
Then you got them coochie-ass niggas who say they down
When they ain't down
My nigga, y'all niggas better get together, boy
'Cause this shit real
Where I'm from, the M-I-A-M-I
Young nigga got on, got strong, now he's too fly
'Cause of what he has in his possession
Few keys of coke and some pounds of that session
And a flurry of hoes
Drop tops, flip flops, hammers and loads
Now he don't holla at the fellas
And the homies from 'round the way is getting jealous
So they sit back and scheme
Strapped with AK's, Mac-10s and carbines
Now what you think they gon' do?
Sit in front of his crib and wait for him to come through?
So they can touch his ass
But if the nigga try to buck, they gon' bust his ass
And fill him up with holes
But that's just how shit goes
When you're
Living in the city
Bad enough now and still getting worse
Living in the city
'Cause in the city, you live and learn
Living in the city
I ain't fronting
Living in the city
Talk to me quick
Wake up to the sound of somebody screaming
Look out my window, some nigga's triple teaming
A nigga who ain't from 'round the way
And asked what was the price he gotta pay
For tryna play bold
Walking through my neighborhood wearing your gold
Talking 'bout going to a bitch crib
Now you fucked up and stuck with broken ribs
That's the way it's gotta be
If I was 'round your way, y'all gon' front on me
So I look out for self
If I wanna see a bitch, I'll see her somewhere else
'Cause hoes be setting niggas up
And at the same time getting niggas touched
But so a bitch can't get me
I'm always packing that thang with me
'Cause I'm
Living in the city
Bad enough now and still getting worse
Living in the city
'Cause in the city, you live and learn
Living in the city
I ain't fronting
Living in the city
Talk to me quick
Life in the fast lane should be your last game
You didn't do it, but you still got your ass blamed
For a crime you did not commit
Have knowledge of and nothing to do with
But that description fits you, police gets you
Ask you questions, no answer, he hits you
Holding your jaw, there must be a mistake
Scared to speak and you're weak as your knees shake
Expressing anger as you go to jail
Denied a phone call, no chance for bail
Enraged and encaged as you suffer
Day by day, the wait gets rougher
Never planned on being an inmate
Hanging by a string, waiting for a court date
You struggle and fight to stay alive
Manage to survive 'til court day arrives
Step in the courtroom beat up and filthy
Judge takes one look and claims you're guilty
Head drops, no way to bail out
Like the other innocent brothers in the jailhouse
Now you're looking at five to ten
Yo, a nigga just can't win
When you're
Living in the city
Bad enough now and still getting worse
Living in the city
'Cause in the city, you live and learn
Living in the city
I ain't fronting
Living in the city
Talk to me quick
This ain't no bullshit that I'm feeding ya now
This ain't no bait and a nigga ain't tryna reel ya in or nothing
You understand what I'm saying, my nigga?
'Cause when you be out here bullshitting, your ass'll be out of gas
So you better take motherfucking heed to these words, motherfucker
'Cause it ain't no bullshit
You understand what I'm saying, man?
You get my point
Figured I saw a brother with two bricks in his hand
I said, "Where you going, baby? To the shop?"
So you know as well as I do that things are changing