freaked out Find a city, find myself a city to live in I will find a city, find myself a city to live in Find a city, find myself a city to live in
Traduction: Talking Heads. Villes.
my best man My momma quit her job and now she works with six figures Cause I'm a self-made nappy-headed rich nigga Private planes help me travel in peace To four cities
city, I'm extortin the state I'm like O. from the "Wire", walk wit a sawed-off and a .8 When I was taught, never talk wit a snake When you kill a nigga
y'all know by now it's .. [Verse 1] You ain't never seen a nigga this large (nah) Motherfuck the house (nah), the nigga's garage is as big as the projs (yeah) I move from city to city
talk I ain't haven it boyy I'm lookin fresh right now straight dazzlen boyy Light a swisher now I'm gone When my minds on, 5's on, laced up, headed out
[Talking: Wale] Soooo, you know, people be like, "What can you put the fuckin' tape out Wale, you're lazy" and this that that. I been to 70 cities in
put some money on your head yeah buy dat boy Two heaters never creepin we gon fry dat boy Leave him sleepin call the reeper he done died at war Niggaz pillow talk
Hold up Z-Ro the crooked aka king of the ghetto Screwed Up Click soldier for life Know what I'm talking about Mo-City stand up in this motherfucker Know
the Screwed Up Click, or rep the Swishahouse And we don't play games we gon take aim, or punch you in your mouth On a paper chase for that big bread, H.P.D. act like dick heads
(feat. Lil' Flip & Big Shasta) [talking:] Yeah uh, Lil' Flip in the building nigga We talking bout lovely days, getting paid Puffing on that haze, g'
(feat. Bun B & P.O.P.) [talking:] Hell yeah nigga, ay yo [Z-Ro:] Remember me, when I use to write my rhymes in class At Dick Dall Middle School, all
don't need back-up Cause if they talking bout jumping me, I'm raising my gat up See all I have in this world, is my balls and my pride Fuck talking about
muscle bitch If you want it, you can sho 'nuff get it Made me bust your watermelon, come on down fuck with it Everybody, ain't no punk I'm talking to
(feat. Lil' Keke) [talking:] Uh-huh, Z-Ro the Crooked nigga Z-Ro the motherfucking Mo City Don And it go down [Hook:] Southside, we bomb first when
[Talking] Hold up let me hit my Hypnotic aight you rollin? I'd just like to take a minute to apolgize to my listeners I just wanna say I'm sorry for not
[21 second instrumental to open] [Z-Ro] If somebody got a problem with me, come and address it If the shoe fits it then walk in it I'm talkin to Texas
