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    All City

    The Actual

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    Добавлена 20 февраля 2008 пользователем AND1

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    "No...no doubt baby... All City TRUE...
    Ready to flip shit, comin through with the crew" [x4]
    Yeah, what, uh
    Like that how we do
    The N-Y
    Bed-Stuy
    Brooklyn
    [Verse 1:]
    Check it
    For you to fuck with this apostle, its not possible
    Mega large collossal nigga you docile
    And I sizable play me close and Ill ox you
    Thats only logical cause Im fact, you costume
    Now who da obstacle?
    Throw basic, watch me blaze shit, The Alls faced it
    Its natural for champs to hate shit
    Plenty cases, some anonymous, age m-i-n-t,
    with a diamond glist, like jewelery
    You hold on, youll see, if it kill me
    All City, bound to be rich, without the filthy
    My players skillt me, your glares dont tilt me
    My pops def built to the point
    Im not moved by no thing
    Man or material, crime without the serial
    never been inside, unless it was a V.I.
    Although they got plans to knock me
    I feel em watchin me, eyein the city while we monopoly
    The game is hot to me, but I play to win "CREW"
    "No...no doubt baby... All City CREW...dont get it wrong...
    comin through with the crew...No...no doubt baby... All City CREW...
    Ready to flip shit, comin through with crew...." [x4]
    [Verse 2:]
    Yo, yo, yo
    We the forever livin, theres no beginnin or endin
    All Citys The Actual, yall niggas is pretendin
    In jeans and linen, I will attract the flyest women
    My waves stay spinnin, and not a dime of mine they spendin
    Thats pimpin tradition, play Sony in the Expedition
    Play your position, who wandered with my coalition
    we boa constricted, gettin so many splits its sickenin
    Lyrically stick ya, every pedestrians a victim
    I gotta addiction, to marijuana and the Henny
    Brooklyn send me, we break bread and convert pennies into major dollars
    We lock jaws like rottweilers, duck tapin your mouth
    so they cant here you hollar, you held for hostage,
    now we informed ya niggas, the ransom is handsome
    seven digit figures, and some, while back at the mansion
    we light up the Branson, and write hot shit to leave you dancin
    as we advance on through, All City "CREW"
    "Ready to flip shit, comin through with crew...
    No...no doubt baby... All City CREW...dont get it wrong...
    comin through with the crew...No...no doubt baby... All City CREW...
    Ready to flip shit, comin through with crew....No...no doubt baby...
    All City CREW...dont get it wrong...comin through (echoes)"
    [Verse 3:]
    For this dough yo, the mega flowin coastal
    Plan to be the next mogul, through rap vocal
    No love if I dont know you, fam is so few
    N-Y streets I flow through, layin low dope, like Im suppost to
    Till Im boku, in the gold coupe, the city wanna whole Lou
    You couldnt go through, platinum medallion with the opal
    Swingin low true, you fugazi, yo shits shaky, made you shady
    The mega psalms hades, never play thee,
    put in work till shits gravy, move greatly, up in the grey V-12
    puffin the hazy, eyes lazy, thoughts paisley
    me and my shorty from Baisley, All City raise due
    new ones to follow, chrome nozzle, we spit things that leave you hollow
    sophisticato, strictly for the cargo, gems sparkle, new wave
    El DeMarco, I play my part though, the city hot though "CREW"
    "dont get it wrong...comin through with the crew..."
    [Verse 4:]
    Yo, Im certified raw, you heard of me before
    Verbally Im bringin war to those who wanna murder me
    Put ya niggas servin me, King put em through surgery
    Had you on a respirator in state of emergency
    Rob you for your currency, yall worry me not
    Blast a shot and watch you faggot niggas scurry from spot
    I play the devils advocate play me sideways I aint havin it
    you rather get mauled by attack dogs, thats havin this
    you cant fathom this, when in the presence of the fabulous
    rap attackin this, fly at niggas with the rapidness
    who bout to clap at this, we at the top of our rank
    Your shit is juvenile compared to my style you shootin blanks
    Behold this metropolis, gold, throw ya hands in
    Me and my mansn, we explodin like loose cannons
    Lace you quick with the basic wit, Tiger like Asics
    Theatrical niggas be tryin to play sick, stay awake kid...
    "All City Crew..."
    [ The Actual Lyrics ]
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