vice city - king twano lyrics
hook
might get hit in a drive by
p-ssy come fast like wala
she don’t think, she just giving brain
we don’t entertain
that chopper bang, leave a big -ss stain
he don’t got no brain
rep my campaign
posted with my gang
we won’t ever change
baltimore the new vice city
vice city walk, vice city moods
vice city guns, vice city tools
verse 1
baltimore the new vice city
call ya b-tch she be giving up kitty
got clips make a n-gga win a emmy
and you know i call my lil n-gga bl!cky
cause that n-gga always stay with a jimmy
round the corner n-ggas stay with a semi
take everything you got even pennies
and i turned your main chick to my bitties
in baltimore n-gga we dragging
want a feature? n-gga know i’m taxing
my girl nina that’s a rhatchet
got the geni on the stove, aladin
they be making white girl,jasmine
in the studio spazzing
in baltimore it’s getting tragic
you even rapping or you trapping
i gotta stay out the way, i got 8 in this k
he get hit with the gauge
he need to stay in his lane, ain’t no talking no more they just letting it bang
every night that i pray all my n-ggas is safe from the trenches, no digging up graves
n-gga you speaking on us, we keep heaters on tuck if he saying my name
hook
might get hit in a drive by
p-ssy come fast like wala
she don’t think, she just giving brain
we don’t entertain
that chopper bang, leave a big -ss stain
he don’t got no brain
rep my campaign
posted with my gang
we won’t ever change
baltimore the new vice city
vice city walk, vice city moods
vice city guns, vice city tools
verse 2
we-don’t-talk, we go off, we go hard
n-gga rico tucked, feeling froggy n-gga jump
223 that n-gga sneeze he get his head blown off
that trigger squeeze that n-gga freezed, only 1 phone call
bdrr what you need? i need h-lla weed
i need baddies all up in my house tryna get with me
she tryna eat me up told lil b-tch get on her knees
vice city murders, drugs and guns that’s all we see
i swear this life i’m living, yeah it’s made for me
i just loss my dawg can you pray for me?
make me wanna walk around with that thing on me
everyday a n-gga die, heaven wait for me yeah
hook
might get hit in a drive by
p-ssy come fast like wala
she don’t think, she just giving brain
we don’t entertain
that chopper bang, leave a big -ss stain
he don’t got no brain
rep my campaign
posted with my gang
we won’t ever change
baltimore the new vice city
vice city walk, vice city moods
vice city guns, vice city tools
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