Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Key To The City, artist - Nina Sky. Date of issue: 17.11.2008
Song language: English
Key To The City |
| In the streets we heavy, on the block we very |
| New York, New Yorkin' |
| Got the keys to the city, oh, oh, uh huh, uh huh, oh |
| Oh, oh, uh huh, uh huh, oh |
| Yeah, let me tell you how I feel… |
| Yo, I keep it real hood, I’m making them |
| My deal’s good, I’m eating so you know that my meal’s good |
| They ask me how I’m living, I just tell them I’m still good |
| Still going hard, point guard, because I handle the bill good |
| Push pedal to metal, still handle the wheel good |
| I drop shit, yeah you know that I spill good |
| My name good, slick talking, my game good |
| Architect of rap, I’m shaping the frame wood |
| Caked up, try to make a move and get shaked up |
| Put down to the ground and get scraped up |
| I wake up, throw my sneakers on and then lace up |
| Go hit the chop shop and get shaped up |
| I’m in it to win it, there’s no limit so I’m raising the stakes up |
| My dice game is so outrageous, because I go all out |
| Like when I’m rocking sold out stages |
| Now my rap book is flooded, got to throw out pages |
| In the streets we heavy, on the block we very |
| New York, New Yorkin' |
| Got the keys to the city, oh, oh, uh huh, uh huh, oh |
| Oh, oh, uh huh, uh huh, oh |
| (You better check yourself, sucka!) |
| They want me to, get on my grizzly |
| And rap like I’m sixteen, they say P got lazy |
| Lately, he gets busy |
| You heard the Mac is back, the H.N.I Shizzy |
| Same niggas with me, since the beginning |
| You see Havoc and Twin, Gotti and God |
| Noyd and Ty Nitty, we define the city |
| Of New York, you’re too soft |
| My shit so hardcore it knock you off course |
| I, I get money, you see me in the video |
| I, I get paid, I, I’m so made |
| It’s, money over bum bitches, youse' a civilian |
| I’m an infamous soldier, in a G-Unit fitted |
| It’s, Dutch Schultz and, Bumpy Johnson |
| The hoodlum nigga, squeeze my trigger at your noggin' |
| I ain’t for the nonsense, it’s gonna be a body on the ground |
| Keep fuck around… |
| Keep testing the water, you gone' surely drown |
| Alchemist will hold you down |
| You got that cocaine, but it’s doper than dope |
| You’re in the wrong lane |
| Your little umbrella won’t protect you from the reign (rain) |
| In the streets we heavy, on the block we very |
| New York, New Yorkin' |
| Got the keys to the city, oh, oh, uh huh, uh huh, oh |
| Oh, oh, uh huh, uh huh, oh |