City Boyz

Lyrics

[Chorus: NOE] We ain't pretty boys, we them city boys Kill hustlers, don't stop, get them, boys This is ghetto at it's best, the pain, the [?] We ain't pretty boys, we them city boys Kill hustlers, don't stop, get them, boys This is ghetto at it's best, the pain, the [?] [Verse 1: Jim Jones] See, I only got one son I don't know where the [?] come from But lil homie, If you want some We can leave you holy with a pump gun Tear your ass up, with the hand pistols Your mom's eyes tearing up, [?] miss you Blockstar, [?] on T-shirts The cops start digging on the research We got the block clicking, with the D work And plus we locksmithing with the key work Drop shit, a hundred G's worth Rocky wrist and my T-shirt [?] blocks where the D's lerk [?] way the beef hurt And all my real G's doing time The shit I [?] tooly in mine [?] shooting the iron Gangstas is hard, we all doomed with the time Hope somebody say a prayer for us Before somebody gotta shed a tear for us [Chorus: NOE] We ain't pretty boys, we them city boys Kill hustlers, don't stop, get them, boys This is ghetto at it's best, the pain, the [?] We ain't pretty boys, we them city boys Kill hustlers, don't stop, get them, boys This is ghetto at it's best, the pain, the [?] [Verse 2: Mel Matrix] [?] touch the [?] My back against the wall, [?] I need a spliff in my life And if it get to cracking, need a grip in my life Stay on point [?] I value my life, I ain't taking it for granted Tired of red ragging, [?] Pulling out corners [?] pushing out the spot Banging [?] cackies I'm putting in work, til the police snatch me Hood work, stick amatics On a one of one basis, I'll let your ass have it A clean getaway, watch how he hit the sprint Yeah, it's Byrd Gang, all day Get that, nigga, got that fool If I don't lock that tool, I'll eat your food [Chorus: NOE] We ain't pretty boys, we them city boys Kill hustlers, don't stop, get them, boys This is ghetto at it's best, the pain, the [?] We ain't pretty boys, we them city boys Kill hustlers, don't stop, get them, boys This is ghetto at it's best, the pain, the [?] [Verse 3: NOE] It's one little 8Ball, started [?] Bought some more [?] I held onto faith, like [?] did Learned from all [?] I did [?] Be more, with a [?] Moving bricks like a one man construction site Never needed SpongeBob, to move nicks at night White T, plus [?] kicks is tight I was born just for trapping, born just for rapping Born to sell out of town [?] Won't stand for nothing, fuck becoming an acronim Nice with the caine, I'm better than Charlie Chaplin Me and street together, is like Brady, Lewis and [?] Most would've took it, [?] lemonade I'm hot like gonaria, plus I got charges stacked like [?] half of that back [?] [Chorus: NOE] We ain't pretty boys, we them city boys Kill hustlers, don't stop, get them, boys This is ghetto at it's best, the pain, the [?] We ain't pretty boys, we them city boys Kill hustlers, don't stop, get them, boys This is ghetto at it's best, the pain, the [?]