All City
The Actual
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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..."
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