Watching for hollow-tip shots
I'm between streets like city blocks-
Rack city bitch, rack, rack, city bitch [x3]
Convertibles with turbo jets
Who trill as me, roll two of tree
When all hell breaks loose thats my city
But he and his crew don't own this city
Must be something you want me to see
I like my girls smart, skinny
And for 20-spat about the city!
I couldn't help him,let him die in this city
But respect is more real, and ambition the key
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