| Yeah, uh
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| Yeah
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| Daringer, the fuck, nigga?
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| Look, this for them niggas gettin' Jew money
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| Every time they step on the Ave, get they chef on, uh
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| Say, «Mazel tov,» before they step on the glass (Hahaha)
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| Get their stretch on, keep a big weapon to blast, uh (Brr)
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| My shorts ready made, Just Don collab (Ah)
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| I’ll probably be in your projects with all my ice out (Yeah)
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| Run up, one of my youngins gon' put your lights out (Brr, brr)
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| Fuck what you write 'bout, I know what your life 'bout (Pussy)
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| Free my dawg, he spin the yard with his knife out (Free my niggas)
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| Yeah, we came a long way from pushin' grams (Uh-huh)
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| Say what you want, but you can’t say I ever took the stand, uh (Never)
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| I knew he was pussy when I shook his hand (Cat)
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| If we can’t get to him, then we gon' cook his mans (Brr)
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| For every brick he whip, we throw the cook a gram (Whip up)
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| I’m sittin' back, I’m blowin' on a Cookie strand, huh (Smokin')
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| We keep the Glocks near, this shit is not fear (Yeah)
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| Machine, bitch, everything I drop is top tier
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| Ah, I mean you see the way the neck’s lookin' (Yeah)
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| So you already know the way them checks lookin', (We eatin')
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| Yeah, I put the city on my back
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| Got it poppin' on these niggas, put the city on the map (Yeah, see what I did)
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| Next tour’s a quarter mil' run (We eatin', uh-huh)
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| They hated on the team, but we still won (Hah)
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| Uh, I put the city on my back (Yeah)
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| Got it poppin' on these niggas, put the city on the map, ah (Yeah, yeah)
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| I’m a A student, I mean I do my homework
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| No ski mask, put in my own work
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| I do, do my homework
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| I do, I do put in my own work
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| Valedictorian, bulletproof DeLorean (Yeah)
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| My windows thick like twenty-four hour stores
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| Kevlar all up in the dash and the doors (Uh-huh)
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| It’s rare that I’m wrong, I think I’m ready for war
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| What’s up? |
| I reflect the darkest cloud in the sky
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| I’m the coldest winter day when I’m out with the K
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| Chill, play it cool 'til I come and get frostbit
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| Let the D’s find the strap in the snow after I toss it (Woo)
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| You fuck around, I set your ass on fire
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| Hollow tips burn faster than rubber on spinnin' tires
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| I’m up early with the birds, I push up in my regimen
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| Party with the animals, I bet I get the metal in
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| I mean you see the way the neck’s lookin'
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| So you already know the way them checks lookin'
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| Yeah, I put the city on my back
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| Got it poppin' on these niggas, put the city on the map, yeah
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| Next tour’s a quarter mil' run
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| They hated on the team, but we still won
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| Uh, I put the city on my back
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| Got it poppin' on these niggas, put the city on the map, ah |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song City On The Map, artist - Griselda. Album song WWCD, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп