They said im guilty, i ain't get the chance to say im not
Je suis la garçon qui cracher flamme, french, i just cannot
About to slide out but i'll get back at ya ooh
Got no equal, bulletproof like fucking la roux
That’s my la-la lullaby.
I bet you've never seen a pig fly
To this day as he roams the urban maze we call la
My momma a og which makes me a don dada
Distribution, new york, to chicago, l.a.
Our history that they stole, africa
Cause in the end girl you’re gonna want another round, another round
Not generic from ny, la, the chi, what hood am i gon talk about?
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