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City Hot Pt. 2
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Bizzy Banks
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Yoz, what you telling me? Uh, when I get in my freestyle mode (G Bando Jordan) Uh, like When I feel in my mixtape mode Know them Structure n***as got the city hot, uh Pull up on any block, uh, like And we still got them GLA's switching lanes They ain't believe when I say that we up next, uh Know them n***as upset, uh, like 'Cause my n***as came to takeover the game I make the city hot in this b*t*h, uh We keep the pistol c*cked, we on any block in this b*t*h We make 'em milly rockin' and sh*t We let the semi pop, Luva gon' send a shot, if he moving wock in this b*t*h Gave him 57, baby don't trip Oh, he tryna demon? No he won't miss I tell my shooters start sliding (Sliding) If they multiplying then we gon' divide 'em Send for they plug, the one who providing Big dog, I do the deciding That n***a pu**y, he need some guidance, like I know he ain't riding Only get low when I hear them sirens If I get caught, then I'm staying silent, like And they fear to me, uh They don't care for me no more Ask me, "Bando, baby, why you ballin' out?" Dubai ain't here with me no more That's why I be in Louis V everyday Bizzy say we wearing Gucci like it's J's Mike Amiri jeans, Cartier shades Shawty used to dub me, now she in my face I was ballin' like my n***a Blaze I done f**ked around, caught a case Tell 'em don't f**k around, uh I'd still shoot a n***a in his face See I got on Louis V, so she choosing me, uh She think I'm a stain But I got the Glock, keep it on my waist Shawty don't get shot for a blue face Shawty don't get shot for these blue faces, uh Grinding to the top, tryna dodge the hatred, uh, like They got the cops tryna build a trace Finna bond out on the case Where a new opp? Get 'em out the way And we still poppin' Rosé cases I make the city hot in this b*t*h, uh We keep the pistol c*cked, we on any block in this b*t*h We make 'em milly rockin' and sh*t We let the semi pop, Luva gon' send a shot, if he moving wock in this b*t*h Gave him 57, baby don't trip Oh, he tryna demon? No he won't miss I tell my shooters start sliding (Sliding) If they multiplying then we gon' divide 'em Send for they plug, the one who providing Big dog, I do the deciding That n***a pu**y, he need some guidance, like I know he ain't riding Only get low when I hear them sirens If I get caught, then I'm staying silent, like
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