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City On My Back (Pittsburg)

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Crawled through the ranks, I started in trap

Roaches, grass and a pristine act

Bass maniac, ballin′ with the top

I'm layin′ in the cash, I push my friends

And my city on my back, I push like crack

City on my back, I push like crack

My city on my back, I push like crack

And I started in the trap, I started in the trap, yo

Goddamn, what the fuck? Uh, all niggas talkin' 'bout?

I′m down with this home invasion, run up in your mamma house

All you niggas ring your muff, ain′t down with this gay s**t

Posted on the block, with the cane, you need a paperclip

Max, Eddie, they call him Pips, he really thought he was the s**t

Until a gangsta went up in his grill, like drummin' s**t

Obama when we come to this, bright day, we runnin′ s**t

Activists, we runnin' up, I′m diggin' all up in her purse

But she done kill my dinner sir, no money it would never work

Posted on the block with no job, s**t I never work

Full of lies, to the dirty grime s**t you never heard

All you niggas fag, niggas wearin′ dresses, drag niggas

Crawled through the ranks, I started in trap

Roaches, grass and a pristine act

Bass maniac, ballin' with the top

I'm layin′ in the cash, I push my friends

And my city on my back, I push like crack

City on my back, I push like crack

My city on my back, I push like crack

And I started in the trap, I started in the trap, yo

Shit, well see I does it for the real niggas

Who told pistols, butt-swishers smokin′ ounce niggas

Yeah, who stay on they paper routes niggas

So if you make the wrong turn that ass is out n***a

Yeah, man I'm a broad day shooter

We ain′t playin' with you fucks

So these bullets gon′ rip through yah

Yeah, my n***a fames in the pimpin'

We keep more important things on our mind like money

Misses if you wanna get involved, give us a call

I know every catch you need, just wanna get in them drawers

But I′m nothin' like the others, pump your breaks and pause

Park your gobs on the kerb becasue my mouthpiece raw

Crawled through the ranks, I started in trap

Roaches, grass and a pristine act

Bass maniac, ballin' with the top

I′m layin′ in the cash, I push my friends

And my city on my back, I push like crack

City on my back, I push like crack

My city on my back, I push like crack

And I started in the trap, I started in the trap, yo

Started in the trap with the city on my back

Hella money, jokes and straps

Knocked your bitch, never get her back

Robbed that yeah I f*ck with that

Pound the fudge up then I f*ck with that

Broke ass niggas ain't seein′ no stacks

Bobby was involved but his ass really wasn't capped

Profit, choke on fire Sir, f*ck a sucker that′s how it done

Rob a pistol, ride that home, n***a got that golden f*ck

All about just f*ck and go, all about just f*ck and go

Rock a double cup down, b***h we call it superbowl

Crawled through the ranks, I started in trap

Roaches, grass and a pristine act

Bass maniac, ballin' with the top

I′m layin' in the cash, I push my friends

And my city on my back, I push like crack

City on my back, I push like crack

My city on my back, I push like crack

And I started in the trap, I started in the trap, yo

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