Livin' In Da City

[Chorus: Butch Cassidy]

We been mashin on the scene, off of green

All you other niggaz talkin the shit

But you really ain't doin a thing

Always stayin on my toes, all them hoes

We keep it pimpin, ain't no time to be steppin

So get my money girl, you know how it goes

[R.C.]

Uhh, yeah, yeah

Aiyyo I'm about to wreck your body, they said 'Turn the party out'

Me and G about to burn them Harleys out

Anything goes to get that cream, playa

Bottles up just to get that lean

Niggaz try to get in my team and my cream

I'm the doctor, I give shots like vaccines

They said I couldn't do it, but I show 'em somethin different

I'm odd, never catch me without my gangsta equipment

Two rap shits and mafia tactics

I cook coke, make you snap back like elastic shit

and keep a lean esteem, the kickstand

All-star five, no need for a sixth man

I got chips, man the change for the quicksand

War in the mix and the home of Tha Liks man

I don't discriminate, my niggaz get rid of weight

Even hoes get it - competition disintegrate

[Chorus]

[Gravy]

Yeah, uhh

Criminal minded, you've been blinded

Lookin for a style like mine, you can't find it

You know a nigga gotta get that cheese

on the West side with Chuck Taylor's and khakis

East side Airforce One's and white tees

We right, you never seen no boys like these

We murdered it anyway, cut balls off

Y'all don't wanna get with them shots from the sawed-off

Y'all get one hit then y'all fall off

We so sick we spit bars 'til we cough

We don't tell stories, we live 'em

We don't, take strokes fucka, we give 'em

With a crossover single like I'm bilingual

Who you think you gon' see, at the awards?

Cause I bring more drama than all three of them broads

You sicker than me? You sound sick!

[Chorus]

[Q. Pacino]

Open up the do', and let them boys in

They from the streets, they here to bring the noise in

But don't let 'em know, they hustle in that poison

That's how it goes, when we're livin in the city

[Chorus x2]